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HYMNS. 


FROM    THE    MOST    APPROVED    AUTHORS. 


"To  ivlid>  are  added  a  number  never bef ore ^uhltjhej. 


Compiled  by 

NATHA>f  Strong,  Abel  Flint,  and  Jos  ei-h 
Steward. 


^cconU  (SDition* 


Publifhed  according  to  A<51  of  Congress. 


HARTFORD  :      PRINTED    FOR    O.   D,     COOKE, 

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PREFACE. 

T'HERE  an  extant  many  Hymn  Books  eofi" 
taining  txcellent  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs.  T6efe 
books  ba've  their  refptciive  excellencies,  and  give 
gredit  to  their  authors  or  comfilers.  The  demand 
for  books  of  this  kind  having  teen  very  great  cf  late. 
Giving  tc  ■  the  hapfy  revival  of  religion  in 
many  toivns  in  New- ENGLAND,  feveral  book- 
fillers  applied  to  the  Editors  for  advice,  ivhich 
of  the  many  felc6iicns  of  hymns  extant  it  tuould  be 
mof  advijeable  to  reprint.  On  revieiving  different 
compilations,  ivith  a  vietu  of  anfivering  this  quef- 
ticn,  the  Editors  conceived  that  a  volume  might  be 
aowpiUd  better  adapted  to  the  tape  of  pious  minis 
in  this  country  than  any  they  have  feen.  They 
ivere  urged  to  attempt  fuch  afeleciion  by  book-fellers., 
and  aljo  by  ftveral  pious  people.  An  additional 
motive  to  tie  attempt  zvas,  an  expeSzatiun  that  a 
fmall  fum  of  money  might  be.  annually  raifed,  from 
tJie  fale  of  the  books,  for  the  fv.pport  of  MISSION- 
ARIES  in  the  nevo  fettlements. 

Jn  making  this  feleSiion,  the  Editors  have  endea- 
vored to  adapt  it  to  the  vfe  of  Chrifians  in  their 
<lcfeis,  families,  and  private  religious  mMings  ; 
and  afo  to  the  feelings  of  perfons  in  every  fate  of 
religious  imprtjjlon. 

The  hymns  f  Br.  WatTS,  that  frf  of  uniw 
/p: red  divine  poets,  arefo  vniverfally  difperfed^  and 


[     iv     ] 

in  fuch  general  iife^  thai  a  lefs  number  lave  teen 
taken  from  him  than  ivould  otheriuife  have  been  the 
cafe.  This  volume  is  compiled  principully  from 
Newton,  Cowper,  Doddridge,  Rifpon's 
Seleciion^  and  others  not  in  common  ufe.  It  contains 
alfo  feveral  original  h'^ymns^  and  many  ivhich  ha-ve 
never  appeared  in  a/:v  book  of  dii'ine Jongs, 

It  ivill  be  obfri'cJ,  upon  cotnparing  ihfe  hymns 
ivith  the  'volume's  /from  ivhich  thc^  are  tak^n,  that 
a  number  h^nje  been  abridged ^  and fome  lines  altered. 
The  only  apology  ivbkh  the  Editors  have  to  make 
for  this  is,  that^  in  their  judgment,  fuch  abridge-' 
ments-and  alterations  render  this  volume  better 
adapted  to  tJ:!C  ufes  for  ivhich  it  ivas  deftgned. 

In  this  fehcficn  many  ftngular   metres   ivill  be 
found,  times  ad.ipted  to  tOhich   arc  contained  in    tbt 
HarMONIA  COELESTIS,    a  volume  of  mufi  mi^ 
iuhlifoir.g  in  Hartford,  by  lilr.  Benjuni7i. 
Hartford,  July  3,   1 7 99. 


THE 

HARTFORD   SELECTION 

O  F 

HYMNS. 


HYMN   r.    Long  Metre. 
ne  Unity  of  God,      Deut.  vi.  4. 

ETERNAL  God!   Almighty  caufe 
I  Of  earth  and  feas  and  worlds  unkiJO"wn  ; 
All  things  are  fubjeft  to  thy  laws  ; 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 

a  Thy  glorious  being  fingly  flands, 
Of  all  within  itfelf  pcffell ; 
Control'd  by  none  are  thy  commands; 
Thou  from  thyfelf  alone  art  bleft. 

3  To  thee  alone  ourfelves  wc  owe  ; 
Let  heav'n  and  earth  due  homage  pay ; 
All  other  gods  we  difavow, 

De^y  their  claims,  renounce  their  fway. 

4  Spread  thy  great  name  thro'  heathen  lands; 
Their  idol  deities  dethrone  ; 

Reduce  the  world  to  thy  commands, 
And  reign  forever,  Qod  alone. 


6—]  HYMN    II. 

HYMN     II.        C.    M. 

ne   DoBrine  of  the    Trinity^    and  the 

Ufeof  it.     Eph.  ii.    i8. 
I   FATHER  of  gbry,  to  thy  name 

Immortal  prajfe  we  give, 
Who  dofc  thy  work  of  grace  proclaim, 

And  bid  us  rebels  live. 
a  Immortal  honor  to  the  Son, 

Who  makes  thine  anger  ceafe  ; 
Our  lives  he  ranfom'd  with  his  own, 

And  dy'd  to  make  our  peace. 

3  To  the  Almighty  Spirit  be 
Immortal  glory  giv'n, 

Whofe  influence  brings  us  near  to  thee, 
And  trains  us  up  for  heav'n. 

4  Let  men,  with  their  united  voice, 
Adore  th'  eternal  God, 

And  fpread  his  honors  and  their  joys, 
1  hrough  nations  far  abroad. 

5  Let  faith,  and  love,  and  duty  join, 
One  general  fontj  to  raile  ; 

Let  faints  in  earth  and  heav'n  combine, 
In  liarmony  and  pralie 


HYMN    III.       L.     M. 
The  Eternity  cf  God,  and  Man's  Mortality* 

Pfalm  xc. 
1  LORD,  thou  haft  been  thy  children's  God» 
All-pow'rful,  wife  and  good,  and  jufl, 
In  ev'ry  age  their  fafe  abode, 
Their  hope,  their  refuge,  and  their  truft. 

a  Before  thy  word  gave  nature  birth, 
Or  fpread  the  i(larry  heavens  f^brp^dj 


H  Y  M  N     IV.  [—7 

Or  form'd  the  varied  face  of  earth, 
From  everlafling  thou  art  God. 

3  Great  Father  of  eternity  ! 
How  (hort  are  ages  in  thy  fight ! 

A  thoufand  years,  how  fwift  they  fly, 
Like  one  fhort  filent  watch  of  night  1 

4  Uncertain  life,  how  foon  it  flies  ! 
Dream  of  an  hour  !  how  fhort  our  bloom  I 
Like  fpring's  gay  verdure  now  we  rife, 
Cut  down  ere  night  to  fill  the  tomb. 

5  Teach  ms  to  count  our  fhort'ning  days, 
And  with  true  diligence  apply 

Our  hearts  to  wifdom's  facred  ways, 
That  we  may  learn  to  hve  and  die. 


irIYMN     IV.    C.     M. 


The  infintfe  God. 

I  THY  names,  how  infir.ite  they  be ! 

Great  Everhfling  one ! 
Boundlefs  thy  raight  and  majefly, 

And  unconnn'd  thy  throne. 

'2,  Thy  glories  fhine  of  wcnd'rous  fize. 
And  wond'rous  large  thv  grace  ; 

ini.niortal  day  breaks  from  rhine  eyes, 
And  Gabriel  veils  his  fac.?. 

3  Thine  efience  is  a  vafl  abyfs, 
Which  angels  canr.ot  found, 

An  ocean  of  infinities, 

Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 

4  The  myll'rles  of  creation  lie 
Beneath  enlighten'd  minds ; 

Thoughts  can  afcend  above  the  iky, 
And  fly  before  the  winds. 


8—]  HYMN    V. 

5  Reafon  may  grafp  the  mafly  hills. 
And  flretch  from  pole  to  pole, 

But  half  thy  name  our  fpirit  fills. 
And  overloads  the  foul. 

6  In  vain  our  haughty  reafon  fwells. 
For  nothing's  found  in  thee 

But  boundlefs  inconceivables, 
And  vafl  eternity. 


HYMN    V.       C.    M. 

The  Omntprefence  and  Omntfcience  of  God. 
Pfalm  cxxxix. 

I  LORD,  thou  with  an  unerring  beam 

Surveyeft  all  my  powers ; 
My  rifmg  Heps  are  watch'd  by  thee, 

Ey  thee,  my  refling  hours. 

a  My  thoughts,  fcarce  fpringing  into  birth, 

Great  God,  are  known  to  thee  ; 
Abroad,  at  home,  ftill  I'm  inclos'd 

With  thine  immenfity. 

3  To  thee  the  labyrinths  of  life 
In  open  view  appear  ^ 

Nor  fteals  a  whifper  frflm  my  lips 
"Without  thy  iifl'ning  ear. 

4  Eehin-d  I  glance,  and  thou  art  there; 
Before  me  fhines  thy  name  ; 

And  'tis  thy  llrong  almighty  hand 
Suftains  my  tender  frame. 

J  Such  knowledge  mocks  the  vain  cffays 

Of  my  aftonifh'd  mind; 
Nor  can  my  reafon 's  fearing  eye 

Its  towering  fumniit  find 


HYMN    vr.  [—9 

HYMN     VI.        C.    M. 

God's  Dominion  and  Decrees* 

1  KEEP  filence  all  created  things, 

x-'Vnd  wait  your  Maker's  nod ; 
My  foul  (lands  trembling,  while  {he  fings 

The  honours  of  her  God. 

a  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unkowq 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree  : 
He  fits  on  no  precarious  throne, 

Nor  borrows  leave,  to  he. 

3  Chain'd  to  his  throne,  a  volume  lies. 
With  all  the  fates  of  men, 

With  every  angel's  form  and  fize, 
Drawn  by  th'  eternal  pen. 

4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 
And  makes  his  counfels  fliine  ; 

Each  op'ning  leaf,  and  every  ftroke 
Fulfils  feme  deep  defign. 

5  Here,  he  exalts  negleded  worms, 
To  fceptres  and  a  crown  ; 

And  there,  the  following  page  he  turns. 
And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

6  Not  Gabriel  afks  the  reafon  why, 
Nor  God,  the  reafon  gives  ; 

Nor  dares  the  favorite  angel  pry 
Between  the  folded  leaves. 

7  My  God,  I  woul^ot  long  to  fee 
My  fate  with  curimis  eyes. 

What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me. 
Or  what  bright  fcenes  may  rife. 

8  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace^ 
Oh,  may  I  find  my  name, 

Recorded  in  fonie  humble  place. 
Beneath  my  Lord  the  lamb  1 

A    z 


lo— ]  HYMN    VII, 

HYMN    VII.       L.    M. 

The  Unfearchahk  W'tfdom  of  God, 

1     WAIT,  O  my  foul,  thy  Maker's  will, 
Tumultuous  pafTions,  all  be  ftlll ! 
Nor  1st  a  murmuring  thought  arife, 
His  ways  are  juft  his  counfeis  wife, 
a  He  in  the  thickeft  darknefs  dwells, 
Performs  his  work,  the  caufe  conceals  j 
But  tho'  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  fupport  his  throne. 

3  In  heav'n  and  earth,  and  air,  and  feas, 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees ; 

And  by  his  faints  it  ftands  confeft, 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  beft. 

4  Walt  then,  my  foul,  fubmifTive  wait, 
Pioflrate  before  his  awful  feat ; 

And  'midfl  the  terrors  of  his  rod, 
Truft  in  a  wife  and  gracious  God. 


HYMN    Vril.       L.    M. 

The  Loving' Kindnefs  of  the  Redeemer, 
Ifa.  Ixiii.  7. 

1  AWAKE,  my  foul,  to  joyful  lays. 
And  fmg  the  great  Redeemer's  praife; 
He  juflly  claims  a  fong  from  me, 

His  loving-kindnefs,  Oh,  how  free  ! 

2  He  faw  me  rum'd  in  the  fall. 
Yet    lov'd  me  notwitialanding  all ; 
He  fav'd  me  from  my  Icfl:  eftate, 
His  loving-kindnefs,  Oh,  how  great  ! 

3  Tho'  num'rous  hofls  of  mighty  foes, 
Tho'  earth  and  hell  my  way  cppofe, 


HYMN    IX,  [— rs 

He  fafely  leads  my  foul  alcrg, 

His  loving-klndnefs,  Oh,  how  flrong ! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gather'd  thick,  and  thunder'd  loud, 
He  near  my  foul  has  always  flood, 

His  loving-kindnefs,  Oh,  how  good  ! 

5  Often  I  feel  my  fmful  heart, 
Prone  from  my.  Jefus  to  depart ; 
But  tho'  I  have  him  oft  forgot. 
His  loving-kindnefs  changes  not. 

6  Soon  (hall  I  pafs  the  gloomy  vale, 
Scon  all  my  mortal  pow'rs  muft  fail; 
Oh !  may  my  laft  expiring  breath 
His  loving-kindnefs  fuig  ia  death  ! 

7  Then  let  me  mount  and  foar  away. 
To  the  bright  world  of  cndicfs  day, 
And  ling  with  rapture  and  furprife 
His  loving-kindnefs  in  the  Ikies, 


HYMN   IX.     Elevens. 
The  Mercy  of  God,      Pfa.  Ixxxix.  i. 

1  THY  mercy,ray  God, is  thethemeofmyfong, 
The  joy  of  my  heart,  &  the  boafi  of  rriy  tongue; 
Thy  free  grace  alone,  from  the  firft  to  the  i?ft, 
Hathw«n  my  afied:ions  and  bound  my  foul  faft. 

2  Without  thy  fweet  mercy  I  could  not  live  here, 
Sin  foon  would  reduce  me  to  utter  defpair  ; 
But,  thro'  thy  free  goodnefs,  my  fpirits  revive. 
And  he  thatfirfl  made  niv*,  flill  keeps  me  alive, 

3  Thy  mercy  furpafles  the  fin  of  my  heart, 
Which  wonders  to  feel  its  own  hafdncfs  depart, 
Diffclv'd  by  thy  goodnefs,  I  fall  to  the  gronnd, 
And  weep  to  the  praife  of  the  mercy  I've  found. 


«— ]  HYMN    X. 

4  The  door  of  thy  mercy  ftands  open  all  day, 
To  the  needy  and  poor,  who  knock  by  th»  way ; 
No  finntr  fhall  ever  be  empty  fent  back, 
Who  comes  feeking  mercy  for  Jefu's  dear  fake, 

5  Thy  mercy  in  Jefus  exempts  me  from  hell ; 
Its  glories  I'll  fing  and  its  wonders  I'll  tell: 
*Twa8  Jefus  the  friend  when  he  hung  on  the  tree 
Who  open'd  the  channel  of  mercy  for  me. 

6  Great  Father  of  mercies,  thy  goodnefs  I  own, 
And  covenant  love  of  thy  crucify'd  fon  : 

AH  praife  to  the  fpirit,  whofe  a6tion  divine. 
Seals  mercy  and  pardon  and  righteoufnefs  mine. 


HYMN    X.        C.     M. 

The  Hol'mefs  of  God,      Ifa.   vi.  3. 
t  HOLY  and  rev'rend  is  the  name 

Of  our  eternal  King  ; 
Thrice  holy  Lord  the  angels  cry, 

Thrice  holy,  let  us  fing. 
a  Heav'ns  brightefl  lamps  Avith  him  compar'd, 

How  mean  they  look,  and  dim  ! 
Thefaireft  angels  have  their  fpotf, 

When  once  compar'd  with  him. 

3  Holy  is  he  in  all  his  works, 
And  truth  is  his  delight ; 

But  unners  and  their  wicked  ways 
Shall  perifix  from  his  fight. 

4  The  deepeft  rev'rence  of  the  mind, 
Pay,   O  my  foul,  to  God ; 

Lift,  with  thy  hands,  a  holy  heart 
To  his  fublime  abode. 

5  With  facred  awe  pronounce  his  name, 
Whom  wcrds  nor  thoughts  can  reach  ; 


HYMN     XT.  [~i3 

A  broken  heart  fliall  pleafe  him  more 
Than  the  bed  forms  of  fpeech. 

6  Thou,   holy  God,  preferve  my  foul 

From  all  pollution  free  ; 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 

And  they  thy  face  fhali  fee. 


HYMN    XI.        L.     M. 

God  exalted  abo^oe  all  Pra'ije, 

\  ETERNAL  Pow'r  !  whcfe  high  abode 
Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God  ; 
Infinite  length,  beyond  the  bounds, 
Where  ftars  revolve  their  little  rounds. 

2  The  loweft  flep  beneath  thy  feat 
Rifes  too  high  for  Gabriei^s  fe^t : 
In  vain  the  tali   Arch-angel  tries 

To  reach  the  height  vv-ith  wondering  eyes. 

3  Lord,  what  Ihall  earth  and  afnes  do  ? 
"We  would  adore  our  Maker  too  ; 
From  iin  and  duft  to  thee  we  cry, 

The  Great,  the  Hc^iy,  and  tiie  High  ! 

4  Earth,  from  afar,  has  heard  thy  fame, 
And  worms    have  Icara'd  to  lii'p  thy  name  ; 
But  Oh,  the  glories  of  thy  mind 

Leave  all  our  fearing  thoughts  bchiud. 

5  God  is  in  Keav'n,  but  niau  below  ; 
Be  (hort  our  tunes  our  words  be  f^vv  : 
A  facred  rev'rence  chec^?s  our  iong---, 
And  praife  ius  dent  on  our  tongues, 


14—]  HYMN    XII. 

HYMN    XII.       As    113th   Pfa. 

CoSs  Name  proclaimed,      Exodus  xxxiv.  6- 
I  ATTEND,  my  foul,  the  voice  divine, 
And  mark  what  beaming  glories  ihine 

Around  thy  condefccndii'g  God  ! 
To  us,  to  1:5,  he  P. ill  proclaims 
His  awful,  h:s  endearing  names; 

Attend,  and  found  them  all  aljroad. 
1  "  Jekovaii  I, the  fov'reign  LORD, 
^'  The  mighty  GOD,  by  Heav'n  ador'd, 

"  Down  to  the  earth  my  footftej,s  bend  ; 
''  My  heart  the  tend'reft  pity  knows, 
"  Gcodrefs  full-flreaming  wide  o'erflows, 

"  And  grace  and  truth  ihall  never  end. 
A  «  yij  patience  Isng  can  crimes  endure : 
*'  My  pard'ning  love  is  ever  fure, 

*'  When  penitential  forrow  mourns ; 
**  To  Millions,  thro*  unnumber'd  years, 
"  Nevv^  hope  and  new  delight  it  bears ; 

"  Yet  wrath  againft  the  fumer  burns. 
A  Make  hafte,  my  foul,  the  vifion  meet, 
All-p  cflrate  at  thy  fovVeign's  feet, 

And  drink  the  tuneful  accents  in   ; 
Sper.k  on,  my  LOED,  repeat  the  voice; 
iJiflMCt  thc-fe  heart-expardirg  joys, 

I  ill  Heav'n  complete  the  r apt 'reus  fcene. 


HYMN    XIII.       L.  M. 
^le  Mutability  cf  the  Creation,  and  the  Inmuta" 

hUiiy  of  God.     Pfa.  cii.  a5~l8. 
1  GRE  AT  Former  of  this  various  frame, 
i"  jr  fouls  adore  thine  awful  name  ; 
\r.d  bow  and  tremble,  while  they  praife 
'ihg  Ancient  of  eternal  dsys. 


H  Y.H  N    XIV.  [— T5 

a  Thou,  Lord,  with  unfurprls'd  furvey, 
Saw'ft  nature  rifing  yeftcrday  ; 
And,  a?  to-morrow,  fnall  thine  eye 
See  earth  and  ftars  in  ruin  He. 

^  Beyond  an  angel's  vifion  bright, 
I'hou  dwell'fl  in  felf-exillent  light ; 
Which  fiiines  with  undiminifh'd  ray, 
While  funs  and  worlds  in  fmoke  decay. 

4  Our  days  a  tranfient  period  run, 
And  change  wiih  ev'ry  circling  fun  ; 
And  in  the  firnxft  Hate  we  boaft, 

A  moth  can  crufa  us  into  dud. 

5  But  let  the  creatures  fall  around ; 
Let  death  confign  us  to  the  ground ; 
Let  the  laft  gen'ral  flame  arife, 
And  melt  the  arches  of  the  Ikies  t 

6  Calm  as  the  fummer's  ocean,  we 
Can  all  the  wreck  of  nature  fee, 
While  grace  fecures  us  an  abode, 
Unfnaken  as  the  throne  of  God. 


HYMN    XIV.       L.    M. 

God^s   Goodnefs  to  tie  Children  of  IvIeHx 
Pfa.  cvii.  31. 

I  YE  fens  of  men,  with  joy  record 
The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord ; 
And  let  his  pow'r  and  goocriefs  found 
Thro'  all  your  tribes  the  earth  around- 

a  Let  the  high  heavV.s  your  fongs  Invite^ 
Thofe fpacious fields  of  brilliant  light; 
Where  fun  and  moon,  and  planets  roll. 
And  liars,  that  Ihiny  from  pok  to  pol;;» 


i6— ]  HYMN     XV. 

3  Sing  earth  in  verdant  robes  array'd, 
Its  herbs  and  flow'rs,  its  fruit  and  fhade 
Peopled  with  life  of  various  forms, 
Fifties  and  fowls,  and  beafts  and  werms. 

4  View  the  broad  fea's  majeftic  plains, 
And  think  how  wide  its  Maker  reigns ; 
That  band  remoteft  nations  joins, 
And  on  each  wave  His  goodnefs  ihines. 

5  But  Oh  !  that  brighter  world  above. 
Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  Love  ! 
God's  only  Son  in  flelh  array'd, 

For  man  a  bleeding  visflim  made. 

6  Thither,  my  foul  with  rapture  foar  ; 
There  in  the  world  of  Praife  adore  : 
This  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay, 
Demands  an  undeclining  day. 


HYMN   XV.     As  113th  Pfa. 

The  Eternal  Cod  his  People  s  Refuge  and  SuMart. 
Peut.  xxxiii.  27. 

1  BEHOLD  !  the  great  eternal  God, 
Spreads  everlafting  arms  abroad, 

And  calls  our  fouls  to  ftielter  there. 
Wonders  of  miiigled  pew'r  and  grace, 
To  all  his  Ifrael  he  difplays, 

Guarded  from  danger,  and  from  fea,r. 

a  Thither  my  feeble  foul  fliall  fly, 
When  terrors  prefs,  and  death  is  nigh 

And  there'  will  I  delight  to  dwell ; 
On  that  high  tow'r  I  rear  my  head, 
Serene,  nor  knows  my  heart  to  dread, 

Amidll  furrounding  holls.  of  helL 


HYMN    XV(.  [— i; 

3  The  Ihadow  of  th'  Almighty's  wings 
Compofure  unmolefted  brings. 

While  threat'ning  horrors  round  me  crowd  ; 
In  vain  the  flornis  of  rattling  hail 
The  walls  of  this  retreat  affail, 

And  the  wild  temped  roars  aloud. 

4  In  louder  drains  my  fearlefs  tongae 
Shall  warble  Its  vidorious  fong, 

My  Father's  graces  to  proclaim  ; 
He  bears  his  infant  offspring  on. 
To  glory  radiant  as  his  throne, 

And  joys  eternal  as  his  name. 


HYMN  XVI.      Eights  and  Sevens* 
To  the  Blejed  Spirit. 
I  HOLY  GHOST,  difpel  our  fadnefs, 

Pierce  the  clouds  of  finful  night : 
Come,  thou  fource  of  fweeteft  gladnef?. 

Breathe  thy  life,  and  fprcad  thy  light! 
Loving  SPIRIT,  GOD  of  peace, 
Great  diftributor  of  grace, 

Reft  upon  this  congregation  \ 

Hear,  Oh,  hear  our  fupplicatlon. 

a.  From  that  height  which  knows  no  meafure. 

As  a  gracious  fhow'r  defcend  : 
Bringing  down  the  richeft  treafure 

Man  can  wllh,  or  GOD  can  fend, 
O  thou  GLORY,  fhlnlng  down 
From  the  FATHER  and  the  SON, 

Grant  us  thy  illumination  ! 

Reft  upon  this  congregation. 

3  Come,  thoubeft  of  alldondtions 

GOD  can  give,  or  we  Implore  ; 
Having  thy  fweet  confolations, 

Wc  need  wifli  for  nothing  more  ;. 


x8— ]  HYMN    XVII. 

Come  with  undion  and  with  pow'r, 
On  our  fouls  thy  graces  ftiow'r ; 
Author  of  the  new  creation, 
Make  our  hearts  thy  habitation. 

4  Manifeft  thy  love  for  ever, 
Fence  us  in  on  ev'ry  fide, 

In  diftrefs  be  o':r  reliever  ; 

Guard  and  teach,  fupport  and  guide. 
Let  thy  kind,  efFedual  grace 
Turn  our  feet  from  evil  ways ; 
Show  thyfelf  our  new  Creator, 
And  conform  us  to  thy  nature. 

5  Be  our  friend,  en  each  occafion  ; 
GOD,  omnipotent  to  fave ! 

V.'hen  we  die,  be  our  falvation ;    . 
When  we're  buried,  be  our  grave  : 

And,  when  fi-om  the  grave  we  rife, 

'fake  us  up  above  the  fkies  ; 

Seat  us  with  thy  faints  in  glory, 
There  for  ever  to  adore  Thee, 


HYMN   xrii.     Sevens. 
Invocation  of  the  Holy  Spirit, 

i  GRACIOUS  Spirit,  Dove  divine! 

Let  thy  light  within  me  {hiue  ; 
All  niy  guilty  fears  remove, 
Fill  me  full  of  heav'n  and  love. 

>%  Speak  thy  pard'ning  grace  to  me, 
Set  the  burthen'd  fmner  free  ; 
X^ead  me  to  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Wafh  me  in  his  precious  blood. 

;;  Life  and  peace  topr.t  impart ; 
Seal  falvatiou  on  my  heart ; 


HYMN     XVIU.  [—19 


Breathe  Thyfelf  into  my  breaft, 
Earned  of  immortal  rtft. 
4  Let  me  never  from  Thee  ftray , 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way, 
Fill  my  foul  with  joy  divine, 
Keep  me,  Lord,  for  ever  thmc. 


HYMN     XVIIT.        C.     M. 

rhe  All-feeing  God, 

X   ALMIGHTY  GOD,  thy  piercing  eye 
Strikes  thro'  the  ihades  of  night, 

And  our  moll  fecret  adions  lie 
All  open  to  thy  fight. 

'i,  There's  not  a  fm  that  we  commit, 

Nor  wicked  word  we  fay, 
But  in  thy  dreadful  boek  'ris  writ 

A^ainft  the  Judgment  day. 

3  And  muft  the  crimes  that  I  have  done 
Be  read  and  publilh'd  there. 

Be  all  expos'd  before  the  fun, 
While  men  and  angels  hear  ? 

4  Lord,  at  thy  foot  afham'd  I  lie, 
Upwards  I  dare  not  look  ; 

P&rdon  my  fins  before  I  die, 
And  blot  them  from  thy  book. 

5  Remember  all  the  dying  pains 
That  my  Redeemer  felt, 

And  let  his  blood  wafii  out  my  ftalns, 
And  anfwer  for  my  guilt. 

6  O  may  I  now  forever  fear 
T'  indulge  a  finful  thought, 

Since  the  great  GOD  can  fee  and  hear. 
And  writes  down  every  fault. 


so—]  HYMN    XIX. 

HYMN    XIX.        L.     M. 

Thoughts  on  God  and  Death. 

1  THERE  is  a  GOD  that  reigns  above, 
Lord  of  the  hea)W3  and  earth  and  feas, 
1  fear  his  wrath,  la&his  love, 
And  with  my  iips  I  fmg  his  praife. 

a  There  is  a  law  which  he  has  writ, 
To  teach  us  all  that  we  mull  do  ; 
My  foul  to  his  commands  fubmit, 
Fer  they  are  holy,  juft,  and  true. 

3  There  is  a  gofpel  rich  in  grace, 
Whence  Cnners  all  their  comforts  draw. 
Lord,  I  repent  and  feek  thy  face, 

For  I  have  often  broke  thy  law. 

4  There  is  an  hour  when  I  muft  die, 
Nor  do  I  know  haw  foon  'twill  come  ; 
How  many  younger  much  than  I 
Have  pafs'd  by  death  to  hear  their  doom 

5  Let  me  improve  the  hours  I  have, 
Before  the  day  of  grace  is  fled  ; 
There's  no  repentance  in  the  grave, 
Nor  pardon  ofier'd  to  ;he  dead. 


HYMN    XX.       C.    M. 

^  Song  to  Creating  Wifdom. 

1  ETERNAL  wifdom,  thee  wepraiic, 

Thee,  the  creation  fmgs : 
With  thy  lov'd  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  feas, 

And  heaven's  high  palace  rings. 

a  Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  fpread  thcflcy ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Ting'd  with  a  blue  of  heav'niy  dye. 

And  ftarr'dwith  fparkling  gold 


HYMN     XXI,  [— ai 

5  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 

And  ftrike  the  gaziTig  fight, 
O'er  fkies,  and  feas,  ai-d  folid  grsund, 

With  terror  and  delight. 

4  Infinite  ftrength,  and  equal  {kill 
Shine  thro'  the  worlds  abroad ! 

Our  fouli  with  vaft  amazement  fill. 
And  fpeak  the  builder  God. 

5  But  ft  ill  the  wonders  of  thy  gracs 
Our  fof ter  paRions  move  ; 

Pity  divine  in  jefus's  face 
We  fee,  adore,  and  love. 


HYMN     XXI.        L.    M. 
The  fi^fety  of  trufing  in    God't  -wife  Provldenu. 

1  THY  ways,  O  Lord,  with  wife  defign, 
Are  frani'd  upon  thy  throne  above. 

And  ev'ry  dark  or  bending  line, 
Meets  in  the  centre  of  thy  love. 

2  With  feeble  light,  and  half  obfcure, 
Poor  mortals  thy  arrangements  view, 
Not  luiowing  that  they  all  are  fure. 
And,  tho'  myfterious,  juft  and  true. 

3  Thy  flock,  thy  own  peculiar  care, 
Tho'  now  they  feem  tc  roam  un-ey'd. 
Are  led  by  pow'r  and  gcodnefs  where 
They  bed,  and  fafell  may  abide. 

4  They  neither  know  nor  trace  the  way, 
But  guided  by  thy  piercing  eye. 

None  of  their  feet  to  ruin  ilray, 
Nor  fliall  the  weakeil  fail  or  die. 

5  My  favor 'd  foul  lliall  meekly  leatn, 
Xo  lay  her  reafon  at  thy  throne  ; 
Too  weak  thy  fecrets  to  difcern, 

I'll  truil  thee  for  my  guide  alone. 


ftaH  H  V  M  N    XXIi. 

HYMN    XXII.       L.    M.  • 

Providence  equitable  and  kind.    Pfa.  cvii* 

I  THRO'  all  the  various  fhiftlng  fcenes, 
Of  life's  miflaken  good  or  ill ; 
Thy  hand,  O  God,  condu6ls  unfecn 
Our  changes  by  thy  fov'rcign  will. 

1  Thougiveft  with  paternal  care, 
Howe'er  unjuflly  we  complain, 
To  each  their  neccffary  fhare 
Of  joy  andforrow,  health  and  pain. 

3  Truft  we  to  youth,  or  friend,  or  power, 
Fix  we  on  this  terreftria!  ball  ? 

When  moft  fecure,  the  coming  hour, 
If  thou  fee  fit,  may  blaft  them  all. 

4  When  loweft  funk  with  grief  and  fhame, 
Fiil'd  with  afflidiion's  bitter  cup, 

JLofl  to  relations,  friends,  and  fame. 
Thy  powerful  hand  can  raife  us  up, 

5  Thy  gracious  confolations  cheer. 
Thy  fmiles  fupprefs  the  deep-fetch'd  figh, 
Thy  hand  can  dry  the  trickling  tear 
Thatfecret  wetsth'  afflidled  eye. 

6  All  things  on  earth,  and  all  in  hcav'n 
On  thy  eternal  will  depend  ; 

And  all  for  greater  good  were  giv'n, 
And  all  fhall  in  thy  glory  end. 

7  This  be  my  care ;  to  all  befide 
indifferent  let  my  wifbes  be  ; 
Paffion  be  calm  ;  and  dumb  be  pride, 
And  fix'd,  O  God,  my  foul  oa  thee. 


HYMN     XXIil.  [—23 

HYMN     XXIII.  ^  C.    M. 

7he  Myferies  of  Providence  ;     cr,  light  Jhining 
out  of  darinefs. 

1  GOD  moves  in  a  myfterious  way, 
His  wonders  to  perform  ; 

He  plants  his  footfleps  in  the  fea, 
And  rides  upon  the  florm, 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 
Of  never-failing  flcill. 

He  treafures  up  his  bright  defigns, 
And  works  his  fov'reign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  faints,  frefh  courage  take. 
The  clouds  ye  fo  much  dread, 

Are  big  with  mercy,  and  (hall  break 
In  bieflings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  fenfe, 
But  tnift  him  for  his  grace ; 

Behind  a  frowning  providence, 
He  hides  a  frailing  face. 

5  His  purpofes  will  ripen  faft, 
Unfolding  every  hour ; 

The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  tafte. 
But  fweet  will  be  the  flow'r. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  fure  to  err, 
And  fcan  his  work  in  vain  ; 

God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 


HYMN     XXIV.        C.     M. 
Myjieries  to  be  explained  hereafter,    John  xiii.   7, 

1  GREAT  God  of  providence !  thy  ways 

Are  hid  from  mortal  fight ; 
Wrapt  in  impenetrable  fhades, 

Or  doth'd  with  dazzling  light, 


X4— j  HYMN    XXV. 

a  The  wond'rous  methods  of  thy  grace 

Evade  the  human  eye  ; 
The  nearer  we  attempt  t'  approach, 

The  farther  off  they  fly. 

3  But  in  the  world  of  blifs  above, 

Where  thcu  doft  ever  reign, 
Thefe  myflVies  fhall  be  all  unveil'd, 
ind  not  a  doubt  remain. 


^     of  righteoufnefs  (hall  there 
[ITbrightefl  beams  difplay, 
And  not  a  hov'ring  cloud  obfcure ' 
That  never-ending  day. 


HYMN     XXV.       S.   M. 

Exhortation  to  trujl  in  Providence, 

I  GIVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears, 

Hope,  and  be  undifmay'd, 
God  kears  thy  fighs,  and  counts  thy  tears; 

Ke  ihall  lift  up  thy  head. 

4  Thro'  waves,  and  clouds,  and  ilorms. 

He  gently  clears  the  way ; 
Wait  thou  his  time,  fo  fliall  this  night 

Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

3  Still  heav)-  is  thy  heart  ? 
Still  fmk  thy  fpirits  down  ? 

Call  off  the  wdight,  let  fear  depart, 
And  ev'ry  care  be  gone. 

4  What  tho'  thou  rulefl  not ! 
Yet  heav'n  and  earth,  and  hell, 

Proclaim,  God  fitteth  on  the  throne, 
And  rule:h  r.ll  things  well, 


HYMN     XXVI.  l-~%s 

5  Leave  to  his  fovVeign  fway 
To  choofe  and  to  command. 

So  thou  fhalt  wond'ring,  own  his  way, 
How  wire,  how  llroug  hia  hand  ! 

6  Far,  far  above  thy  thought 
His  counfel  ihall  appear, 

When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought, 
rhat  caus'd  thy  necdlefs  fear. 

7  Thou  fe^'ll  our  weaknefs,  Lord, 
Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee  ; 

O  lift  thou  up  the  finking  heart, 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee. 

8  Let  us  in  life,  in  d^ath, 
Thy  ftedfall  truth  declare  ; 

And  publifli  with  our  lateil  breath 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 


HYMN     XXVI.        C.     M. 

D'l'vins  Knonvledge  from  creation, 

X  THE  book  of  nature  open  lies, 
With  much  inilruition  Icor^d  ; 

But  till  the  LORD  anoints  our  eyes, 
We  cannot  read  a  word. 

a  The  knowledge  of  the  faints  excclls 

The  wifdom  of  the  fchoo:s  ; 
To  them  his  Tecret  God  revcuis, 

The'  men  accouut  them  fools. 

3  To  them  the  fua  and  liars  pi:  hi^h. 
The  flow'rs  thi;t  paint  the  fick:, 

And  all  the  bitiefs  birds  that  fly, 
Divine  inflruiflioa  yield. 

4  Tiic  creatures  on  their  fcnfts  pr^fi, 
As  witnefTcs  to  urove 


a6— ]  HYMN     XXVII, 

Their  Saviour's  pow'r  and  faithfulnefs, 
His  provid»nce  and  love, 

5  Thus  may  we  ftudy  nature's  book, 

To  make  us  vi'ife  indeed  ! 
And  pity  thofe  who  only  look 

At  what  they  cannot  read. 


HYMN     XXVII.        C.     M. 

The  Fall  of  Man,     Geneas,  chap. 

I  ON  man,  in  his  own  image  made, 

How  much  did  God  beftow  ; 
The  whole  creation  homage  paid, 

And  own'd  him,  lord  below  ! 

1  But  ok  !  by  fin  how  quickly  chang'd ! 

?Iis  peace  and  honor  fled, 
His  heart  from  GOD  asd  truth  eftrang'd, 

His  confcience  fiil'd  with  dread  ! 

3  Now  from  his  Maker's  voice  he  fled, 
Which  was  before  his  joy  ; 

And  thought  to  hide  his  guilty  head, 
From  an  all-feeing  eye. 

4  Compeli'd  to  anfwer  to  his  name, 
with  ftiibbornncfs  and  pride 

He  call  on  God  himfelf  the  blame, 
Nor  once  for  mercy  cri'd. 

5'  But  grace,  unafk'd  his  heart  fubduM, 

And  all  his  guilt  forgave  ; 
By  faith  the  promis'd  feed  he  view'd. 

And  felt  its  pow'r  to  fave. 


HYMN     XXVIII.         [—27 

HYMN     XXVIII.        L.     M. 

Original  Sin  ;    or,  The!  Jirjl  and  fccznd  Ailat/i. 

1    ADAM,  our  father  and  our  lirad, 
TraBfprcfs'd,  and  juflicc  dnom'd  us  dead; 
The  fi'ry  law  fpeai^s  a]i  defpair, 
There's  no  reprieve  nor  pardtti  there. 

1  Call  a  bright  council  in  tiie  fkies; 
raphs,  ye  mighty  and  ye  wiie, 
,ieak  ;  are  ye  ftrong  to  bear  the  load, 
1  lie  weighty  vengeance  of  a  God  ? 

%  In  vain  we  afjc;  for  all  around 
and  illcnt  thro*  the  hcav'niy  g;round  ; 

;  here's  not  a  glorious  mind  above 
:as  half  the  ftren^th,  or  half  the  love. 

4  But  Oh  !  unmeafurabk*  grace  ! 
The  eten-.al  Son  takfs  Adam's  place; 
Down  to  onr  world  the  Saviour  flies, 
Stretches  his  arms,  and  bleeds,  and  dies. 

5  Amazing  work!  look  down,  ye  fkies. 
Wonder  at\d  gaze  with  all  your  eyes; 
Ye  ial"ts  below,  and  faints  above, 

All  bow  to  this  myflerious  love. 


HYMN    XXIX.        S.    M. 
Tic  evil  Heart      Jer.  xvii.    9.     Matt.    XV.    19. 

I   ASTONISK'D  and  diftrefs'd, 

I  turn  mip.e  eyes  within  ; 
My  heart  with  loa.^s  of  guilt  oppreft, 

The  feat  of  every  fin. 

Z   What  crowds  of  evil  thoughts. 

What  vile  afFedtions  there  ! 
DiArufl.  prcfumption,  artful  guile, 

Pride,  envy,  ilavilh  fear. 


a8~]  H  Y  M,N    XXX, 

3  Almighty  King  of  faints! 
Thefe  tyrant  lufts  fubdue  ; 

Expel  the  darknefs  of  my  mind, 
And  all  my  pow'rs  renew. 

4  Thi-;  done,  my  cheerful  voice 
Shall  loud  hofannas  raife  ; 

My  foul  fhall  glow  with  gratitude, 
My  iips  proclaim  thy  prailc. 


HYMN     XXX.        L.     M. 

Sin  and  Holirdjs. 

1  WHAT  jarring  natures  dwell  ■within, 
Imperfe«5l  grace,  remaining  fin  ! 

Nor  [his  can  reign,  nor  that  prevail, 
Tho'  each  by  turns  «iy  heart  aHail. 

2  Now  I  complain,"  and  groan  and  die, 
Now  raife  my  fongs  of  triumph  hi,gh, 
Sing  a  rebeiiious  paflion  flain, 

Or  mourn  to  feel  it  live  again. 

3  One  happy  hour  bchoUs  me  rife. 
Borne  upwards  to  my  native  fiiifs 
While  i"ait|i  aflifts  my  fearing  ihghf 
To  realms  of  joy,  and  worlds  of  iijiht. 

4  Great  God,  afiitl;  me  thro'  th«S  nght, 
Mrdce  mc  triumphant  in  thy  might  -, 
l>iou  the  defponding  heart  canfi:  raife, 
The  vivSlory  mine,  and  thine  the  praifc. 


HYMN    J—IXI.        L.     M. 
'The  La-iv  cj:d  Gcfpd  ;    cr,  Chrlji  a  Refuge. 
I  DREAD   Sinai  roars,  "the  man  be  curft, 
"  That  doth  on^  wilful  Hn  commit; 
"  Death  and  damnation  for  the  firft, 
<'  Without  relief,  and  infinite." 


HYMN     XXXH.  [—29 

4  Thus  flames  the  mount !  and  round  the  earth, 
Thunder,  nnd  fire,  and  vengeance  flings  ; 
But  Jefus,  thy  dear  gafping  breath, 
And  Calvary  fay  gentler  things  : 

3  "  Pardon,  and  grace,   and  boundlefs  love, 
"  Streaming  along  a  Saviour's  blood, 

"  And  life,  and  joys,  and  crowns  above, 
*'  Obtai-n'd  by  a  dear  bleeding  God." 

4  Hark,  how  he  prays  (the  charming  found 
Dwells  on  his  dying  lips)   "  forgive  ; 

And  every  groan  and  gaping  v/ound 
Cries,  "Father,  let  the  rebels  live." 

5  Go,  you  that  reft  upon  the  law, 
And  toil,  and  feek  faivation  there, 
l^ook  to  the  flaaie  that  Mofys  faw, 
And  fhrink,  and  tremble,  and  defpair. 

6  But  I'll  retire  beneath  the  crofs, 
Saviour,  at  thy  dear  feet  I'll  lie; 

And  the  keen  fword  that  Juf^ice  draws, 
Flaming  and  red,  fliall  pafs  me  by. 


HYMN     XXXII.        C.     M. 

Harmony  of  the  Divine  PerfeEt'ions^ 

1  SALVATION!  what  a  glorious  plan ; 

How  fuited  to  our  needs ! 
The  grace  that  raifes  falkn  man, 

Our  highefl  pralfe  exceeds. 

a  'Twas  wifdom  form'd  the  vail  deCgn, 

To  ranfom  us  when  loft  ; 
And  love's  unfathomable  mine 

Provided  all  the  coft. 

3  Strldl  juHice,  with  approving  look. 
The  holy  cov'aant  feal'd ; 


30—1         HYMN     XXXIII. 

And  truth  and  pow'r  both  undertook 
The  whole  fnouid  be    fuifiil'd. 

4  Truth,  wifdom,  juftice,  pow'r  aiid  lore, 
In  all  their  glory  fhone  ; 

When  Jefus  lelt  the  courts  above, 
And  dyd  to  fave  his  own. 

5  Truth,  wifdom,  juHice,  pow'r  and  love, 
Are  equally  difplay'd  ; 

Now  Jefus  reigns  enthron'd  above 
Our  advocate  and  head. 

6  Now  fin  appears  deferving  death, 
Moit  hateful  and  abhor'd  ; 

And  ytt  the  finner  lives  by  faith, 
And  dares  approach  the  Lord. 


HYMN     XXXIII.        L.     ^V. 

Divlnify  of  Chr'iji.      John  i.    i-    3.    14, 
and  Col.  i.  16.   and  Eph.  iii.    9.    10. 

1  ERE  tl'ie  blue  heavns  w:re  (Iretch'd  abroad, 
From  everlafting  was  the  Word  ; 

With  God  he  was,  the  Word  was  God, 
And  mufl  divinely  be  ador'd. 

2  Ey  his  own  pow'r  wers  all  things  made ; 
By  him  fupported  al!  thhigs  ftand;  ■■ 

He  is  the  whole  creations  head, 
And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 

3  Ere  un  was  born,  or  Satan  fell. 
He  led  the  hoft  of  morning  ftars, 
Thy  generation  who  can  tell  ? 

Or  cotmt  the  ijumber  of  thy  years  ! 

4  But  lo  !  he  leaves  thofe  hsav'niy  forms, 
The  Word  defcends  and  dwells  in  clay, 
That  he  may  hold  converfe  with  worms, 
Drefs'd  in  fucli  feeble  flcfh  as  they. 


HYMN     XXXIV.  [—, 

5  Mortals  with  joy  behold  his  face, 
Th'  eternal  Father's  only  Son  ; 

Row  full  of  truth  !  how  full  of  grace  ! 
When  through  his  eyes  the  Godhead  fhoue. 

6  Archangels  leave  their  high  abode, 
To  learn  nev/  myft'ries  here,  and  tell 
The  love  of  our  defcending  God, 
The  glories  of  Emmanuel. 


HYMN   XXXIV.     Sevens. 
Praife  for  the  Incarnation. 

i    SWEETER  founds  than  muiic  knows, 
Charm  me  in  Emmanuel's  name  ; 

AH  her  hopes  my  fpirit  owes 

To  his  birth,  and  crofs,  and  fhame. 

%  When  he  came  the  angels  fung, 
''  Glory  be  to  God  on  high  ;"» 

Lord  unlcofe  my  flamrn'ring  tongxie, 
Who  (hall  louder  fing  than  I  i 

3  Did  the  LORD  a  man  become, 
That  he  might  the  -aw  fulfil, 

Bleed  andfufFer  in  my  room, 

Canll  thou  then,  my  tongue,  be  ftill  ? 

4  No,  I  muft  my  praifcs  bring, 
Though  they  wcrthlefs  are  and  weak-; 

For  fhould  I  refufe  to  fmg,    . 

Sure  the  very  fcones  would  fpeak. 

5  O  my  Saviour,  Shield  arid  Sun, 
Shepherd,  Brother,  glorious  Friend  ; 

Ev'ry  precious  name  in  one, 
I  will  love  thee  without  end. 


3:—]  HYMN     XXXV. 

KYMN     XXXV.        C.     M. 

Atortement  and  SanBificatlon, 

1   ALAS  1  by  nature  how  dcprav'd, 

How  prone  to  ev'ry  ill ! 
Cnr  lives  to  Saf an  how  enflav'd, 

How  obflinate  our  will ! 

a  And  can  fuch  linners  be  reftor'd. 

Such  ret  els  reconcil'd  ? 
Can  grace  fufficient  means  afford 

To  make  the  foe  a  child  ? 

3  Yes,  p;race  has  found  the  wond'rciis  means 
Which  fhall  effeAual  prove  ; 

To  cJeanfe  us  from  our  countlefs  fins, 
And  teach  our  hearts  to  love. 

4  Jesus  for  us  a  ranfom-paid, 
And  dy'd  that  we  might  live  ; 

His  blood  a  full  atonement  made, 
And  cri'd  aloud,  forgive. 

5  Yet  one  thing  more  mull  grace  provide. 
To  bring  us  home  to  God  ; 

Cr  we  fliai]  flight  the  Lord,  who  dy'd, 
And  trample  on  his  blood. 

6  The  holy  Spirit  mull  reveal 
The  Saviour's  work  and  worth  : 

Then  the  hard  heart  begins  to  feel 
A  new  and  heav'nly  birth. 

7  Thus  bought  with  blood,  ard  born  agtis, 
Redcem'd  and  fav'd  by  grace  ; 

Rebels,  in  God's  ovvn  houfe,  obtain 
A  fon's  acd  daughter'8  place. 


H  Y  M  H    XXXVI.  r_3^ 


HYMN     XXXVI.        L.     M. 

rhe  Gcfpd  of  Cbrijl, 
I  GOD,  in  the  gofpel  cf  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  counfels  known : 
*Tis  here  his  richefl  mercy  fhines. 
And  Truth  is  drawn  in  fuireft  lines. 

z  Here,  fmn^rsof  an  humble  frame, 
May  tafte  his  grace  and  learn  his  name  ; 
'Tis  writ  in  charaders  of  blood,- 
Severely  juft,  immenfely  good. 

3  Here  Jefus,  in  ten  thoufand  ways, 
His  foul-attra6iIng  charms  difplays, 
Recounts  his  poverty  and  pains. 
And  tells  his  love  in  melting  ilrains. 

4  Wifdomits  dilates  here  iraparts, 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts 
I:s  influence  makes  the  finner  live, 
I:  bids  the  diooping  faints  revive. 

5  Our  raging  pafiion  it  controls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrice  fouls ; 
It  brings  a  'setter  world  in  view, 

^Vnd  guides  us  all  our  journey  through. 

6  May  this  blefl  volume  ever  lie 
Clofe  to  ray  heart,  and  near  my  eye, 
'Till  life's  iaft  hour  my  foul  engage,    \ 

:d  be  my  chofen  heritage  I 


HYMN   xxxvii.     As  148th  Pfa. 
The  Jubilee. 

I   BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 

The  gladly  folemn  found! 

Let  all  the  nations  know 

To  earth's  remotefl  bound. 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  conic ; 
Return,  ye  raafom'd  unners,  hoaic.  B 


34—]        HYMN    XXXVIII. 

%  Exalt  the  lamb  of  God, 
I'he  fin-atoning  Lamb ; 
Redemption  by  his  blood 
Through  all  the  lands  proclaim  : 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 

Return,  ye  ranfom'd  fmners,  home. 

3  Ye  flaves  of  fin  and  hellj 
Your  liberty  receive  ; 
And  fafe  in  Jefus  dwell, 
And  bleil  in  Jefus  live  : 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Pv--turn,  ye  ranfom'd  fmners,  home. 

4  The  gcfpel  trumpet  hear, 
The  news  of  pardoning  grace  : 
Ye  happy  fouls,  draw  near, 
Behold  your  Saviour's  face  : 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

5  Jefus,  our  great  high  priefl, 
Has  full  atonement  made  : 

Ye  weary  fpirits  rell ; 

Ye  mournful  fouls  be  glad  ! 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  fmners,  home. 


HYMN   XXXVIII.     Eights  and  Sixes. 

Ch rifles  Infancy.. 

I   O  SIGHT  of  anguifli !  view  it  near, 
What  weepinp  innocence  is  here, 

A  manger  for  his  bed! 
The  brutes  yield  refuge  to  his  wee, 
JvIvH  worfe  than  brutes  no  pity  fuow, 

Nor  give  hin\  friendly  aid. 


HYMN     XXXIX  [ 

a  Why  do  no  rapid  thunders  roll  ? 
Why  do  no  tempefls  rock  the  pole  ? 

O  miracle  of  grace  ! 
Or  why  no  angels  on  the  wing, 
Warm  for  the  honor  of  their  King-, 

To  punilh  all  the  race  ! 

3  Though  now  an  infant  bath'd  in  tear?^ 
He  call'd  to  form  the  rolling  fpheres  ; 

And  feraphs  own'd  his  nod. 
Helpkfs  he  calls,  but  men  delay  ; 
And  guilty  tinners  difobey 

The  firft  born  Son  of  God. 

4  Say,  radiant  feraphs,  thron'd  in  light, 
Did  love  e'er  towT  fo  high  a  flight, 

Or  glory  fink  fo  low  ? 
This  wonder  angels  fcarce  declare, 
Angels  the  rapture  fcarce  can  bear, 

Or  equal  praife  bellow. 

5  Redemption  !    'tis  a  boundlefs  theme  ! 
Thou  boundlefs  mind,  our  hearts  infianie 

With  ardor  from  above- 
Words  are  but  faint,  let  joy  exprefs ; 
Vain  is  mere  joy,  let  adlions  blefs 

This  prodigy  of  love- 


■5S 


HYMN     XXXIX.        C.     M. 

The  glorious  Go/pel.      i    Tim.   i.    ii, 
1  What  wifdom,  majelly,  and  grace  i 

Thre'  all  the  gofpel  .Tiinc ! 
'Tis  God  that  fpeak^,  and  we  confefs 

The  dodlrine  moft  divine- 
a  Down  from  his  ftarry  throne  on  hlgiit 

Th'  almighty  Saviour  comes  ; 
Lays  his  bright  robes  of  glory  by. 

And  feeble  fiefh  affumes. 


.56—]  HYMN    XL. 

3  The  mighty  debt  that  finners  ow'd. 
Upon  the  crofs  he  pays  : 

Then  thro'  the  clouds  afcends  to  God, 
Midft  fhouts  of  loftieft  praife. 

4  There  he  our  great  High  Pricft  appears. 
Before  his  Father's  throne  : 

Alingles  his  merit  with  our  tears. 
And  pours  falvation  down. 

5  Great  God,  with  revrence  we  adore 
Thy  juftice  and  thy  grace  : 

And  on  thy  faithfuhiefs  and  pow'r, 
Our  firm  dependence  place. 


HYMN     XL.        L.  .M 

jE/e&ion,      Rom.  vHi.   33 — 35. 

Y  WHO  fnall  condemn  to  endlefs  flames 
The  chafe  n  people  of  our  God, 
Since  in  the  book  of  life  their  names 
Are  fairly  writ  in  Jefus'  blood  ? 

-a  He,  for  the  fins  of  his  ele<ft, 
I  lath  a  complete  atonement  made  : 
Stern  Jullice  views,  without  defe<5i:, 
The  work  he  wrought,  the  price  he  paid. 

.';  Not  tribulation,   nakednefs, 
Or  famine,  peril,  or  the  fword; 
Not  perfecution,  or  diflrefs, 
Can  feparate  from  Chrift  the  Lord. 

4  Nor  life,  nor   death,  nor  depth,  nor  helghti 
Nor  powers  below,  nor  powers  above  ; 
Not  prefent  things,  nor  things  to  co.me, 
Can  chaage  his  purpofes  of  love. 

^  His  fovereign  mercy  knows  no  end, 
His  fdithfulnefs  fiiall  ftill  endure  : 


HYMN     XI  A.  [—57 

A-nd  tliofe  wlio  on  his  truth  depend, 
>-hAll  find  his  word  for  ever  fure. 


HYMN     XLI.        L.     M. 
Elef^ing  and SanSiifying  Grac::.      Eph.   i.   3, 

J  JESUS,  we  blefs  thy  Father's  name: 
Thy  God  and  ours  are  both  the  fame ; 
What  heav'nly  bleCings  from  his  throne 
Flow  down  to  finners  thro'  his  Son ! 

%  «  Chrift  be  my  firfl  elea,"  he  faid, 
Then  chofe  our  fouls  in  Chrlfi:  our  head. 
Before  he  gave  the  mountains  birth. 
Or  laid  foundation  for  the  earth. 

3  Thus  did  eternal  !ovs  begin. 
To  raife  us  up  from  death  and  fm  ; 
Our  charadlers  were  then  decreed, 
"  Blamelefs  in  love,  a  holy  feed." 

4  Predeftinated  to  be  fon^, 

Cleans'd  by  degrees,  but  chofe  at  once  , 

A  new  regenerated  race. 

To  praife  the  glory  of  his  grace. 

5  With  Chrlfl  our  Lord  we  faare  a  part 
In  the  affc'dions  of  his  heart  ; 

Nor  fhail  our  fouls  be  thence  remov'i, 
Till  he  forgets  his  firfi  belovd. 


HYMN  xLii.     Sevens. 
Kedeeming  Lovs. 

1  NOW  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 
Sing  aloud  in   Jefu's  name  : 

Ye,  who  his  falvation  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Ye,  who  f'^e  the  Father's  grace 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 


33— J  HY  M  N    XLIII. 

As  to  Canaan  en  ye  move, 
Praife  and  biefs  redeeming  love. 

3  Mourning  fouls,  dry  up  your  tears, 
Banifh  all  your  guilty  fesrs  ; 

See  your  guilt  and  curfe  remove, 
Cancel'd  by  redeemirig  love. 

4  Ye,  alas  !  who  long  have  been 
Willing  Haves  of  death  and  fin, 
Now  ii-oai  blif?  no  longer  rove, 
Step  and  tafle  redeeming  love. 

5  Welcome  all,  by  fin  oppreft, 
WelcoiTie  to  his  facred  reft  ; 
Kcthing  brought  him  from  above. 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 

6  When  his  fpirit  leads  us  home, 
When  we  to  his  glory  come, 
We  fhall  all  the  fulnefi  prove, 
Of  cur  Lord's  redeeming  love. 


HYMN  XLIII.     Eights  and  Sevens, 

Look  unto  jfefuSi  and  be  favecL 

I  AS  the  ferpent,  raii'd  by  M-cfes, 
Heard  the  burning  ferpent's  bite, 
JESUS  thus  himfelf  difclofes 
To  the  wounded  finner's fight. 
^  Hear  his  gracious  invitation, 
* '  I  have  lif^  and  peace  tt)  give, 
1  have  wrought  out  full  fajvation^ 
Sinner,  look  to  me  and  live. 
3  Pore  upon  your  fins  no  longer, 
Well  I  know  their  mighty  guilt  ; 
But  niy  love  than  death  is  (lronger> 
I  my  blood  have  freely  fpilt. 


HYMN     XLIV.  [—39 

4  Though  your  heart  has  long  been  harden'd, 
Look  on  me — it  foft  foal!  grow  : 

Paft  tranrgrelTions  (hail  be  pardon'd, 
And  I'll  wafli  you  white  as  iaov.'. 

5  I  have  feen  Vv'hat  you  were  doing ; 
Tho'  you  little  thoiight  of  me  ; 
You  were  madly  bent  on  ruin, 

But  I  faid — it  fliall  not  be. 

6  You  had  been  forever  wretched, 
Kid  I  not  efpou5\i  your  part; 
Now  behold  my  arms  outfi.retchtd. 
To  receive  you  to  my  hearts 

7  Well  may  fhame.  and  joy,  and  wonder, 
Ail  your  inward  paffions  move ; 

I  could  crr.fh  thee  with  my  thunder. 
But  I  fpeak  to  thee  in  love. 

8  See  !  your  fins  are  all  forgiv'n, 
I  have  paid  the  countlefs  fum  ! 
Kow  my  death  has  open'd  heavn, 
Thi-ther  you  fliall  ihortly  come." 

9  Dsarell  Saviour,  v/e  adore  thee 
For  thy  precious  life  and  death ; 
Melt  eacii  ftubborn  heart  before  thee, 
Give  U5  ail  the  eye  of  faith. 

10  From  the  law's  condemn::.>g  fentencs, 
To  thy  mercy  we  appeal  ; 

Thou  alone  canft  give  repentance, 
Thou  alone  our  fouls  canfl  heal. 


HYMN   XLIV.     Sevens  and  Sixes. 
Chr'i/i  the  good  Phyfic'ian, 
I   HOW  lod  vvas  my  condition, 
Till  JESUS  made  me  v.-hole  ! 
There  is  but  one  phyftcian 
Can  cure  a  fin- lick  foul ! 


^—]  HYMN     XLIV. 

Next  door  to  death  he  found  rne, 
And  fnatch'd  me  from  the  grave  ; 
To  tell  to  all  around  me, 
Kis  wond'rous  pow'r  to  fave. 

a  The  worft  of  all  difeafes 
Is  light,  compar'd  with  fui ; 
On  evVy  part  it  feizes, 
But  rages  niofl.  within  ; 
'Tis  paify,  plague,  and  fever. 
And  madnefs — ai!  combin'd  ; 
And  none  but  a  believer. 
The  leaf;  relief  can  find, 

3  From  men,  great  {kill  profefling, 
1  thought  a  cure  to  gain  ; 

jBut  this  prov'd  more  dillreirmg, 
And  added  to  my  pain  ; 
iScme  faid  that  nothing  all'd  me, 
Some  gave  me  up  for  left, 
Thus  ev'ry  refuge  failed  me 
And  all  my  hopes  were  crofs'd, 

4  At  length  this  great  Phyfician, 
Hov/  miitchlefs  is  his  grace ! 
Accepted  my  petition. 

And  undertook  niy  cafe  : 
Pirft,  gave  me  fight  to  view  him » 
Por  fin  my  eyes  had  feal'd  ; 
Then,  bade  me  iouk  unto  him ; 
I  look'd,  and  i  was  heal'd. 

5  A  dying,  rlfen  JESUS, 
.;  een  by  the  eye  of  faith, 

.T.t  once  from  danger  frccous, 
^\nd  [dvco  ihc  foul  from  deatk  : 
Come  th^n  to  this  Pliyfician, 
Hi.  help  he'll  freely  give, 
He  makes  no  hard  conditicTj,. 
"Hi  &r.ly— loyk  ai>d  live. 


HYMN.,  XLV.  [-41 

HYMN   XLV.     Tens  and  Elevens. 

Fountain  opened  for    Sinners.      Zee.  xiii.   I. 
1  THE  fountain  of  Chrifl,  Lord,  help  us  to  fmg ; 
The  blood  of  our  prieft,  our  crucified  king  ; 
*The  fountain  that  cieanfes  from  fin  and  fromfilth, 
And  richly  difpenfes  falvation  and  health. 

a  This  fountain  fo  dear  he'll  freely  impart ; 
When  pierc'd  by  the  fpear,  it  flow'd  from  his 

heart ; 
With  blood  and  with  water,  the  firft  to  atone. 
To  cleanfe  us  the  latter ;  the  fountain's  but  one. 

3  This  fountain  from  guilt  not  only  makes  pure, 
And  gives,  foon  as  felt,  infallible  cure  ; 

But  if  guilt  removed,  return  and  remain 
Its  power  may  be  proved  again  and  again. 

4  This  fountain  unfeal'd  flands  open  for  all. 
Who  long  to  be  heal'd,  the  great  and  the  fmall ; 
Here's  flrength  for  the  weakly  that  hither  are  led ; 
Here's  health  for  the  fickly,  and  life  for  the  dead. 

5  This  fountain  tho'  rich,  from  charge  is  quite 

clear, 
The'poorer  the  wretch,  the  welcomer  here ; 
^Come  needy,  and  guilty,  come  loathfome,  and 

bare  ; 
Tho*  iep'rous  and  filthy,  come  juft  te  yoii  are. 

6  This  fountaia  in  vain  has  never  been  tr'yd, 
It  takes  out  all  flain  whenever  apply'd  ; 

The  fountain  flows  fweetly  with  virtue  divine, 
To  cleanfe  fouls  completely, tho'  iep'rous  asmiue. 


I 


42--]  HYMN     XL'/f. 

HYMN     XLVI.        C.     M. 

Thefsuntain  of  Chrift's  Blond. 

I  THERE  is  a  fountain  fiU'd  with  blood, 
Drawn  from  Emmanuel's  vein;*  ; 

And  finnersplung'd  beneath  that  floou, 
Lofe  all  their  guilty  ftains. 

1  The  dying  thief  rejoic'd  to  f<;e 

That  fountain,  in  his  day  ; 
Aiid  there  may  I,  as  vile  as  he, 

Wafli  all  my  fins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 
Shall  never  lofe  its  pow'r, 

Till  all  the  ranfom'd  church  of  God 
Be  fav'd,  to  fin  no  more, 

4  E'er  fince,  by  faith,  T  faw  the  ftreani 
Thy  flowing  wounds  fupply, 

Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  Ihall  be  till  I  die. 

5  Then,  in  a  nobler,  fvveeter  fong, 
111  fing  thy  po  ,v'er  to  fave  ; 

When  this  poor  lifping,  ftaram'ring  tongu^, 
Lit*  iilent  in  the  grave. 


HYMN     XLVII.        S.     M. 

The  Suffering  of  Divine  Love, 

1  MY  dear  Redeemer  fee  1 
Forfaken  and  forlorn  ; 

Drinking  the  vinegar  and  gall, 
And  crown'd  with  ragged  thorn, 

2  They  pierc'd  him  to  the  heart, 
Oh,  let  me  view  the  wound  ! 

And  count  the  precious,  flowing  drops, 
That  (lain  the  thirfly  ground ! 


HYMN     XL  VIII.  [—43 

a  Ah  !  who  could  mar  thee  thus, 

That  never  didft  offend  ? 
How  could  a  finful  world  combine 

Againil  the  Tinner's  friend? 

4  They  needed  not  the  fpear 
To  Ihed  my  Saviour's  blood ; 

Love  would  have  burft  his  tender  heart, 
Whilfl  mercy  pour'd  the  flood. 

5  O  copious,  healing  ftream  ! 
Though  urg'd  by  hoftile  hand  ; 

From  evil  fprings  the  mighty  good, 
That  cleanfes  Judah's  land. 

HYMN     XLVIII.        C.     M. 

*The  Infpirtd  Word  a  Syfem  of  Knozvledge  and  Joy, 
Pfal.   cxix.    105. 
;  I  HOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
By  infpiration  giv'n  ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  dodrines  fhinc, 
To  guide  our  fouls  to  heav'n. 
\  a  It  fweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts, 
4   In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 
,  Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  ftill  impart?, 
And  foothes  our  rifmg  fears- 
3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  fhall  guide  OKr  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 


HYMN     XLIX.        L.    M. 
T^je  Ufefulnfs  of  the  'Ccrlpturex.    Pfal.    xlx. 
I  WHEN  Ifrael  thro'  the  defect  pafs'd^ 
A  fiery  pillar  went  before, 
To  guide  them  thro'  the  dreary  wafte, 
And  leflen  the  fatigues  they  bore. 


44—]  H  Y  M  K    L. 

a  Such  Is  thy  glorious  word,  O  God, 
'Tis  for  our  light  and  guidance  giv'n  ; 
It  Iheds  a  luflre  all  abroad, 
And  points  the  path  to  blifs  and  heavn, 

3  It  fills  the  foul  with  fvveet  delight, 
And  quickens  its  inadlive  pow'rs, 

It  fets  our  wand'ring  footfleps  right, 
Difplays  thy  love,  and  kindles  ours. 

4  Its  promifcs  rejoice  our  hearts, 
Its  dodlrines  are  divinely  true  ; 
Knowledge  and  pleafure  it  imparts. 
It  comforts,  and  inflruds  us  too. 

5  Ye  favor'd  lands,  who  have  this  word, 
Ye  faints,  who  feel  its  favingpow'r, 
Unite  your  tongues  to  praife  the  Lord, 
And  his  diilinguifli'd  grace  adore. 


HYMN     L.        C.     M. 

^he  excellency  andfujjiciency  of  the  Holy  Scripiuret. 
I   FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 

What  endlefs  glory  fhines  ! 
Forever  be  thy  name  ador'd. 

For  thefc  celeftial  lines. 

a  Here,  may  the  wretched  fons  of  want 

Exhaufllefs  riches  find  ; 
Riches,  above  what  earth  can  grant, 

And  lafting  as  the  mind- 

3  Here,  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  growa, 
And  yields  a  free  rcpaft, 

Sublimer  fwcets  than  nature  knows, 
Invite  the  longing  tafte- 

4  Here,  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 
Spreads  heavenly  peace  arouad  ; 


HYMN     LI.  [—45 

And  life,  and  everlafting  joys 
Attend  the  blifsful  found. 

5  Oh,  may  thefe  heav'niy  pages  be 
M'y  ever  dear  delight  ; 

And  ftill  new  beauties  may  I  fee. 
And  ftiil  increafing  light  ! 

6  Divine  indrudtor,  gracious  Lord, 
Be  thou  for  ever  near, 

Teach  me  to  love  thy  facred  word. 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 


HYMN     LI.     C.      M. 

Comfort  from  the  Holy  Scriptures, 

z  LADEN  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears, 

1  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
And  not  a  giimpfe  ef  hope  appears, 

But  in  thy  written  word. 

%  The  volume  of  my  Fathers  grace 

i)oes  all  my  grief  afl'uage  ; 
Here  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face, 
.-    Alnioft  in  every  page- 

Nre'         .    . 

3  This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 

The  pearl  of  price  unkown  ; 
That  merchant  is  divinely  v/ife, 
Who  makes  the  pearl  his  own. 

4  Kere,  confecrated  water  flows, 
To  quench  my  thirft  of  fin  ; 

Here,  the  fair   tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
Nor  danger  dwells  therein. 

5  This  is  the  Judge  that  ends  the  Urifc, 
Where  fenfe  and  reafon  fail  ; 

M/  guide  to  evenafling  life, 
Thro'  all  tlusgioomy  va)c.    • 


46—]  HYMN     I.Tl. 

6  Oh  !  may  thy  counfels,  mighty  God, 

My  roving  feet  command, 
Nor  I  forfake  the  happy  read 

That  leads  to  thy  right  hand- 


HYMN     LII.        C.     M. 

EfficaciQus  Grace,   Pfal.   xiv.    3 — 5. 

1  KAIL  !  mighty  Jefu<?  ;  how  divine 

Is  thy  vi(5lcriou3  ivrord  ! 
The  ftouteft  rebel  mult  rcfign, 

At  thy  commanding  word- 

%  Deep  are  the  wounds  thine  arrows  give  ; 

They  pierce  the  hardeft  heart  : 
Thy  fiT.iles  of  grace  the  llain  revive, 

A«nd  joy  lucceeds  to  ihiarc- 

3  .Still  gird  thy  fvvord  iipon  thy  thigh, 
Ccme,  with  msjeftic  fr/ay  : 

Down  from  thy  glorious  throne  on  high, 
And  make  thy  foes  obey. 

4  And  when  thy  vlvfl'ries  ?.re  complete  ; 
When  all  the  choftn  race 

Shall  round  the  throne  of  r'rry  meet, 
To  fing  thy  ccnqu'ring  grace  ; 

5  O  may  my  humble  foul  be  founi 
Amo!-;^  that  favor'd  band  ! 

And  I,  with  them,  thy  praife  will  found 
As  round  the  throne  we  (land- 


HYMN    LIII.        C.     M. 

PSignhig  Grac;. 
I  NOW  may  the  Lord  reveal  his  face, 

An-!  teach  our  ftamm'rirg  tongu-s, 
To  make  his  fov'reign,  reigning  grace, 

The  fubjtd;  ef  our  forgs- 


HYMN    LIV.  [~47 

a  Grace  rei^s  to  pardon  crimfon  fins, 

To  melt  the  bardeil  hearts ; 
And  from  the  work  it  once  begins 

It  never  more  departs. 

3  Grace  tills  the  foil,  and  fows  the  fecds^ 
Provides  the  fun  and  rain  ; 

Till  from  the  tender  blade  proceeds, 
The  ripen'd  harveft  grain. 

4  'Twas  grace  that  call'd  our  fouls  at  firft, 
By  grace  thus  far  we're  come, 

And  grace  v/ill  help  us  thro'  the  worfl, 
And  lead  us  fafeiy  home. 


HYMN     LIV.        S.     M. 
Salvation  by  grace  from  jirji  to  lull-      Eph- 

I    GRACE  !   'tis  a  charming  found  ! 

Harmonious  to  the  ear  ; 
Heav'n  with  the  echo  (hall  refound, 

And  all  the  earth  fhall  hear- 

a   Grace  firfi;  contriv'd  a  way 

To  fave  rebellious  man, 
And  all  the  fleps  his  grace  difplay, 

Who  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  [Grace  firft  infcrib'd  my  name 
In  God's  eternal  book  ; 

'Twas  grace  that  gave  me  to  the  Lamb- 
Who  ail  my  forrows  took-] 

4  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 
To  tread  the  heavenly  road  : 

And  new  fupplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  prefling  on  to  God- 

5  [Grace  taught  my  foul  to  pray, 
And  made  my  eyes  o'erHow  : 


4?—]  HYMN    LV. 

*Twas  grace  which  kept  me  to  this  day 
And  will  not  let  mc  go.] 

6  Grace  all  the  work  Ihall  crown, 

Thro'  everlaflirg  days ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmoft  ftonc, 

And  well  deferves  the  praife- 


HYMN     LV.        l^    M. 

God  reafonivg 'tuith  Men.      Ifaiah  i.    18. 
I   COME,  finners,  faith  the  mighty  God, 
Heinous  as  all  your  crimes  have  been, 
Lo  !   I  defcend  frome  mine  abode, 
To  reafon  with  the  fons  of  men. 

a  No  clouds  cf  darknefs  veil  my  face, 
Mo  vengeful  lightnings  flafli  around  : 
T  Come  wi-h  terms  of  life  and  peace  ; 
Where  fin  hath  reign'd  let  grace  abound. 

3  Yei»  Lord,  we  will  obey  thy  call, 
And  to  thy  gracious  fceptre  bow ; 
O  make  our  cri.nfon  li-ns  like  wooV 
O  -ir  fcarlet  cr.R.cs  as  white  as  fnow. 

5  So  fhall  our  thankful  lips  repeat  ^ 

':'hy  praifes  with  a  tunful  voice, 

\\  bile  humbly  yroflrate  at  thy  feet, 

V/e  woiider,  trcnible,  and  rejoice. 


HYMN   Lvi.     Eights  and  Sevens. 
Sinners  Invited  to  corns  to  Chrijt. 
I   COME,  ye  iinners,  poor  ai:d  wrcLchcd, 

Weak  and  wounded,  fick  i:nd  lore  ; 
Jefiio  ready  ftands  to  fave  you, 

Full  of  pity  join'd  with  power  : 
lie  is  able, 
He  is  wiilii>g.     Doubt  uo  more ! 


H  V  M  N.     LVI.  r 

f  a  Come, ye  thirlh',  come,  and  welcome ; 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  : 
Trua  belief,  and  true  repentance. 

Every  grace  that  brings  us  nigh — 
Without  money. 
Come  to  Jefus  Chrift,  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  coafcience  make  you  linger, 
Nor  of  fiinefs  fondly  dream  ; 

All  the  fifjefs  he  requireth, 

Is  to  feel  your  need  af  him  ; 
This  he  gives  you; 
Tis  his  Spirits  rifmg  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 
Loft  and  ruin'd  by  the  fall ! 

If  you  tarry  till  3-0U  re  better. 
You  will  never  come  at  aJi, 
Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners  Jcfus  came  to  call. 

5  View  him  proftrate  i;)  the  garden, 
On  the  ground  your  Maker  lies  i 

Oil  the  bloody  tree  behold  xiini ; 
^      Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 

.  *'   It  is   FINISHED  :" 

Sinn<:rs  will  not  i/jis  fuSice  ? 

6  Lo  !   th'  incarnate  God,  afteno  d 
Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood  ; 

Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly, 

Let  no  other  truft  intrude- 
None  hut  Jefus 
Can  do  helplefs  Hrnfis  good- 

7  Saints  and  angels,  join'd  in  concert, 
Sirg  the  praifes  of  the  Lamb  : 

WiAlc  the  bliri.ful  feats  of  Heav'ii 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name. 
Hallelujah  ! 
[    Sinners,  here  may  nng  the  fame. 


so—]  HYMN     LVIJ. 

HYMN     LVIl.        C.     M. 

Expoflulatlon  with  Sinners. 

1   SINxNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard ; 

'Tis  mercy  fpeaks  to  day ; 
He  calls  you  by  his  fov'reign  word, 
.    from  lin"s  deftrudive  way. 

a  Tike  the  rough  fea,  that  cannot  reft. 

You  live  devoid  ©f  peace  ; 
A  thoufand  flings  within  your  breaft, 

Deprive  your  fculs  of  eafe. 

3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hell  j 
Vv'hy  v/i!i  you  perfevere  ? 

Can  you  in  endlefs  torments  dwell, 
Shut  up  in  black  defpair  ? 

4  Wiiy  will  you  in  tliC  crooked  ways 
Of  i.n  and  fo!ly  go  ? 

in  pain  you  travel  all  your  days, 
To  reap  immortal  woe. 

5  Eut  he  that  turns  to  God  Ihall  live, 
Thro'  his  abounding  grace  ; 

His  mercy  will  trie  guilt  forgive, 
Of  thofe  that  feek  his  face. 

6  Bow  to  the  fceptre  of  his  word, 
Renouncing  ev'ry  fin  ; 

f  ubrsit  to  him  your  fov'reign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divine. 

7  His  love  exceeds  your  highefl  thoughts, 
He  pardons  like  a  God  ; 

'  He  will  forgive  your  numerous  faults, 
Thio'  a  Redeemer's  blcod> 


HYMN     LVIII.  [—51 

HYMN     LVIII.        C.     M. 
God  glor'tousy  and  Smners  faved,   Ifai.   xliv      23. 

1  Fx\THER,  how  wide  thy  glory  fnines ! 

How  high  thy  wonders  rile  !  , 

Known  thro'  the  earth  by  thoufarid  fi^ns, 

By  thoufand  thro'  the  flcies. 

a  But  when  v/e  view  thy  flrange  defign, 

To  fave  rebellious  v/orms, 
Where  vengeance  and  compaffion  join, 

In  their  divined  forms  ; 

3  Our  thought?  are  loft  in  reverend  awe ; 
We  love  and  we  adore ; 

The  firll  arch-angtl  never  law 
So  much  of  God  before. 

4  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known. 
Nor  dares  a  creature  guels, 

Which  of  the  glories  brighteil  flione, 
The  juftice  or  the  grace. 

5  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 
Adorn  the  heav'niy  plains  ; 

Sweet  cherubs  learn  Emrzanucfs  name, 
And  try  ckeir  choicefl  ftrains- 

6  O  may  I  bear  fome  huaible  part, 
In  that  immortal  fong  ! 

Wonder  and  joy  lliall  tune  my  heart, 
And  love  command  my  tongue. 


HYMN     LIX.        L.     M. 

T^eath  and  Kefurrccllon  of  Chnj7, 

I   TO  break  the  chains  of  fm  and  death, 
Our  glorious  Jefus  yelds  his  breath 
Flow  ftrangc  the  conqueft,  flrang 
By  death  he  concj^uf  rs  dcatb  and  hi 


5^—]  HYMN     LX. 

2  While  flanding  in  the  finner's  ftead, 
Billows  of  wrath  roll  o'er  his  head  ; 
Light  from  the  Father  is  withdrawn, 
And  Jefus  drijiiks  the  cup  alcne- 

3  Legions  of  angels  fill  the  Ikies, 
While  oar  Redeemer  bleeds  and  die.5 ; 
Aii  nature  reels  beneath  the  load, 

Aad  treinbiiug  fpeaks  the  wrath  of  God. 

4  The  rocks  are  with  convulfions  torn, 
And  all  the  heav'ns  in  fackcloth  mourn  ; 
Bat  lo  !   when  the  third  morning  comes, 
Emmanuel  rifing,  leaves  the  tombs- 

^5  The  rifmg  God  let  angels  fing, 
The  iieavcxis  with  Halle* ujahs  ring  ; 
"  Wof-thy  the  Lamb,  who  once  was  flain, 
Let  him  in  pow'r  and  glory  reign-'^ 

6   Kail  happy  morn,  which  fees  him  rife, 
We  iliout  him  welcome  to  the  ikies. 
Welcome  to  glories  all  his  own. 
And  welcome  to  his  father's  tftrone. 


HYMN     LX.         C.     M. 

The  heart  neiv  created. 

I    ATTE^:D,  whiie  God's  exalted  Son 
Doth  his  own  glories  fhew  ; 

Beheld  he  firs  upon  his  throne, 
Cf^ating  all  tilings  new. 

a  Mighty  Redeemer!  fetmefi-ee 
From  my  own  ft  ate  of  fm  ; 

Oh  make  niy  foul  alive  to  thee, 
Create  new  pow'rs  within- 
^   Open  mine  eyes,  unftop  my  ears, 
Ano  form  my  ucart  afrefli  ; 


H  Y  M  N     LXI-  [^^^ 

Give  ree  new  palTicns,  joys,  and  fears, 

And  turn  the  ilone  to  fieih- 
4  Far  from  the  regions  of  the  dead, 

From  fin,  and  earth,  and  heU  ; 
In  the  new  world  that  grace  has  made, 

I  would  forever  dwell- 


HYMN     LXI.     L.     M. 

Failh  conneSisd ivlth  fcJiiaiion,  -Roitl-  i.   \6- 

Heb.  X.  39. 

I   NOT  by  the  laws  of  innocence, 
Can  Adam's  fons  ?.rnve  at  hcav'n  ; 
New  works  can  give  us  no  pretence. 
To  have  our  ancient  finsforgiv'n. 

1  Not  the  heft  deeds  that  we  have  done, 
Can  make  a  wounded  confcience  whole  ; 
Faith  is  tlie  grace,  and  faith  alone, 
That  flies  to  Chriil ,  and  faves  the  foul- 

3  Lord,  I  bel'eve  thy  heav'nly  word, 
Fain  would  1  have  niy  ioul  rencw'd  ; 

1  mourn  for  fin,  and  truft  the  Lord, 
To  have  it  pardon'd  and  fubdu'd. 

4  O  may  thy  grace  its  pov/'r  difplay, 
Let  guilt  and  death  no  longer  reign  ; 
Save  me  in  thine  appointed  way, 
Nor  let  my  humble  faith  be  vain. 


KYMN     LXII.        L.     M. 

Human  righteotifnefs  infujjicient  to  jufiify^ 

Mic.  vi.  6— 8. 
1   WHEREWITH,  O  Lord.  Ihall  I  draw  near, 
Or  bow  mjiiif  before  thy  face  ? 
How  in  thy  purer  eyes  appear  ? 
What  ihail  1  bring  to  gam  thy  grace  ? 


54—]  HYMN     LXIIL 

a  Will  gift's  delight  the  Lord  moll  high  ? 
Will  mukiply'd  oblations  pleafe  ? 
'I'houfaiids  of  rams  his  favor  buy, 
Or  flaughter'd  hecatombs  appeafe  ? 

3  Can  thefe  aiTuage  the  wrath  of  God  ? 
Can  thefi-  waih  out  my  guilty  {tain  ? 
Rivers  of  oil,  or  feas  of  blood, 

-Alas !  they  all  muft  flow  in  vain. 

4  Guilty,  I  ftand  before  thy  face ; 
My  fole  defert  is  hell  and  wrath  ; 
'Tvv'ere  iuft  the  fentence  ihould  take  place; 
Eut  Oh,  I  plead  my  Saviour's  death  ! 

5  I  plead  the  merits  of  thy  fon, 
Who  dy'd  for  finners  on  the  tree  ; 
i  plead  his  righteoufnefs  a.'one, 
Oh,  put  the  fpotlefs  robe  on  mc. 


HYMN     LXill.        C.     M. 
GeiTs  command  to  all  men  to  report.  AAs  xvii.  30. 
I  REPENT,  the  voice  celeftial  cries. 

Nor  icnger  dare  delay  : 
7'hc  wretch  that  fcorns  the  mandate  dies. 

And  meets  a  fisry  day. 

4  No  more  the  fov'reign  eye  of  God 

O'erlooks  the  crimes  of  men  ; 
H's  heralds  are  difpatch'd  abroad 

Yo  warn  the  world  of  fin. 

3  Together  in  his  prefence  bow, 
And  all  your  guilt  confefs  ; 

Accept  the  offer'd  Saviour  now. 
Nor  triile  with  his  grace. 

4  Bow,  ere  the  awfyj  trumpet  found, 
Ajjd  call  you  tu  his  bar  ; 


HYMN.     LXIV.  [—55 

For  mercy  knows  th'  appointed  bound, 
And  turns  to  vengeance  there. 

5  Amazing  love,  that  yet  will  call,  ' 

And  yet  prolong  our  days  ! 
Our  hi  arts  Tubdu'd  by  goodnefs  fall, 

And  weep,  and  love,  and  praife. 


HYMN     LXIV.        C.     M. 

The  penitent., 

1  PROSTRATE,  dear  Jefus,  at  thy  feet, 

A  guilty  rebel  lies; 
And  upwards  to  thy  mercy  feat, 

Prefumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

1  Oh,  let  not  juftice  frown  me  hence  ; 

Stay,  flay  the  verigeful  ftorm  : 
Forbid  it,  that  omnipotence 

Should  crufh  a  feeble  worm- 

3  If  tears  of  fcrrow  would  fuHlce 
To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 

Tears  fnculd  from  both  my  weeping  eyes, 
In  ceafelefs  currents  flow. 

4  But  no  fuch  facrifice  I  plead 
To  expiate  my  guiit  ; 

No  tears,  but  thofe  v/hich  thou  haft  fhed, 
No  blood,  but  thcu  haft  fpilt. 


HYMN     LXV.        L.     M. 

The  repenting  Prodigiil.      Luke  xv.    52. 

I  1^0  !  what  a  rapturous  joy  polTcil 
The  tender  parent's  throbiing  breall, 
To  f-c  his  fpendthrlfc  for  return, 
And  hear  hiir.  hie  pad  follies  mourn. 


J  6—]  HYMN     LXVI. 

Ci  T]ius  our  blefs-d  Saviour  wont  defpile. 
'riic  contrite  heart  for  facrifice  ; 
The  ceep-fetch'd  figh,  the  fecret  groan- 
IviftG  accepted  to  the  throne. 

3  He  meets,  with  tokens  of  hi«  ^race. 
Tiie  trembling  Jip,  the  blufhing  face  ; 
His  bowels  yearn  when  Snners  pray, 
And  mercy  bears  their  fins  av/ay. 

4  V/hen  flll'd  with  grief,  o'erwhelm'd  with  ftiarae, 
lie,  pitying,  heals  their  broken  frame  ; 

lie  hears  iheir  fad  complaints,  and  fples 
His  image  in  their  weeping  eyes. 


HYMN     LXVl.        C.     M. 

77^^  Mlnif.ry  of  Chrijl,    Lukeiv.  1 8,  19. 

I   HARK,  the  glad  found,  the  Saviour  comes, 

The  Saviour  promis'd  Jong  ! 
iitt  e"»ery  lieart  prepare  a  throne 3 

And  ftvcry  voice  a  long. 

^  On  him,  the fpirit,  largely  pour'd, 

Tixerts  Iiis  facred  fire  : 
Wifdom  aud  niight.  and  2eal  and  love 

iiia  holy  breail  ir.'fpire. 

3  He  comes  the  prifoners  to  releafe, 
In  Satan's  bondage  held, 

X\ic  gates  oiybrafs  before  hijn  burft, 
The  ircn  letters  yield. 

4  He  comes,  from  thickcil  films  of  vice 
To  clear  the  nieniai  ray  : 

*,i,d  on  the  eyes  oppreit  with  night, 
'i  c  pour  ceieRiai  dsy- 

A   He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 
I ..(  hioedirg  foul  to  cure; 


HYMN     LXVn.  [—57 

And  with  the  treafurcs  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

6  Our  glad  H'fannas,  prince  of  peace, 

Thy  welcome  fhall  proclaim  : 
And  heav'n's  eternal  arches  ring, 

With  thy  beloved  name. 


HV*MN     LXVII.        C.     M. 

The  aitradion  of  the  Crofs.   John  xii.  32. 

I  YONDER— amazing  fight!— I  fee 

Th'  incarnate  fon  of  God, 
Expiring  on  th'  accurfed  tree, 

And  wek'ring  in  his  blood- 

a  Behold  a  purple  torrent  run, 
Down  from  his  hands  and  head  : 

The  crimfon  tide  puts  out  the  fun  ; 
His  groans  awake  the  dead. 

3  The  trembling  earth,  the  darken'd  llcy 
Proclaim  the  truth  aloud  ; 

And  with  the  amaz'd  centurion  cry, 
"  This  is  the  Son  of  God." 

4  So  great,  fo  vafl  a  facrifice 
May  well  my  hope  revive: 

If  God's  own  Son  thus  bleeds  and  dies, 
The  llnner  furc  may  live. 

5  O  that  thefe  cords  of  love  divine, 
Might  dravr  mc,  Lord,  to  thee  ! 

Thou  hail  my  heart,  it  fhali  be  thine — 
Thine  it  Ihall  ever  be  ! 
C     2 


J  8— J  HYMN    LXVIII. 

HYMN     LXVIII.       L.    M. 

A  dying  Sa'viour, 

1  STRETCH'D  on  the  crofs,  the  Saviour  die«r 
Hark  !  his  expiring  groans  arife  : 
See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  fide, 
Runs  down  the  facred  crimfon  tide- 

a   But  life  attends  the  deathful  found, 
And  flows  from  every  bleeding  wound  ; 
The  vital  flream,  how  free  it  flows, 
To  fave  and  cleanfe  his  rebel  foes. 

3  Can  I  furvey  this  fcene  of  woe, 
Where  mingling  grief  and  wonder  flow  ; 
And  yet  my  heart  unmov'd  remain, 
Infenlible  to  love  or  pain  ? 

4  Come,  deareft  Lord,  thy  grace  impart, 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  ftupid  heart ! 
Till  all  its  pow'rs  and  paflions  move, 

In  melting  grief,  and  ardent  love. 


HYMN   Lxix.     Sevens. 

ChnJV s  Refurrecllon  and  AJcenfion, 

1   ANGELS,  roll  the  rock  away, 
Death  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey  : 
See  !  he  rifcs  from  the  tomb, 
*  Glowing  with  immortal  bloom.      Hallelujah. 

a  'Tisthe  Saviour,  angels,  raife 

Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praife  ; 

Let  the  earth's  rcmoteft  bound 

Hear  the  joy-infpiring  found.     HalUlujab. 

3   Now,  ye  faints,  lift  Jip  your  eyes, 

Now  to  glcry  fee  him  rife. 

In  long  triumph  up  the  fky, 

Up  to  waiting  worlds  on  high,     llaUdujah' 


HYMN     I.XX, 


-5!) 


4  Heav'n  difplays  her  portals  ^ndc, 
Glorious  Saviour,  thro'  them  ride  : 
King  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne, 

Thy  great  Father's  and  thy  own,     HalUlujab. 

5  Praife  him,  ali  ye  heav'nly  choirs, 
Praife  and  fv/eop  your  golden  lyres  ; 
Shout,  O  earth,  in  rapt'roiis  fong. 

Let  the  ftrains  be  fweet  and  llrong.  HalUlujab. 

6  Ev'ry  note  with  wonders  fwell, 
Sin  o'erthrown,  and  captiv'd  hell  ; 
Where  is  hell's  once  dreaded  king  ? 

Where,  O  death,  tliy  mortal  iling  !    Hallslujul. 


HYMN     LXX.         L,    M . 

Chrijl's  Refurredion  a  Pledge  of  curs. 
I   WHEN  I  the  holy  grave  furvcy, 
Where  once  my  Saviour  deign'd  to  lie  ; 

1  lee  fulfil'd  what  prophets  fay. 
And  all  the  pow'r  of  death  defy. 

2  This  empty  tomb  fliall  now  proclaim, 
How  weak  the  bands  of  conquered  dccith  ; 
Sweet  pledge,  that  all  who  truH:  his  name 
Shall  rife,  and  draw  mimortal  breath. 

3  JefuSjOnce  numbcr'J  with  the  dead, 
Unfcals  his  eyes  to  flccp  no  more  ; 
And  ever  lives,  their  raufe  Ui  plead, 
For  whom  the  pains  of  death  he  bore. 

4  Thyrlfen  l.orJ,  my  foul,  behold; 
See  the  rich  diadem  he  wears  ! 
Thou  too  {halt  bear  an  harp  of  gold, 
To  crown  thy  joy  when  he  appears. 

5  Though  in  the  duft  I  lay  my  head. 
Yet,  gracious  God,  tliou  wilt  not  leave 
My  flelh  forever  with  the  dead, 

Nor  lofc  thy  children  in  the  grave. 


6o— ]  HYMN     LXXI. 

HYMN     LXXI.        L.    M. 

Chrijl's  Afcenfion.   Pfal.  xxiv.  7. 

1   OUR  Lord  is  rifen  from  the  dead, 

Our  Jefus  is  gone  up  on  high  ; 
The  po'.v'rs  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragged  to  the  portals  of  the  flcy. 

0,  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  folemn  lay  ; 
*'  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavn'ly  gates, 
•'  Ye  everlailing  doors  give  way  !" 

3  Loofe  all  your  mafly  hars  of  light. 
And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  fcene  ; 
Ke  claims  thofe  manfions  as  his  right, 
Receive  the  king  of  glory  in. 

4  "  Who  is  the  king  of  glory,  who  ?" 
The  Lord  that  all  his  foes  o'ercame, 

The  world,  fin,  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew, 
And  "jtfus  is  the  conqu'ror's  name. 

5  "  Who  is  the  king  fef  glory,  who  ?" 
The  Lord  of  boundlefs  pow'r  polTeft, 
The  king  of  faints  and  angels  too, 
God  over  all,  forever  bleft. 


HYMN    LXXI  I.       As   1 48th  Pfal. 
The  hlngdom  of  Chr'ijl.   Phil.  iv.  4, 

1  REJOICE,  the  Lord  is  king, 
Your  G</^  and  king  adore; 
Mortals,  give  thanks,  and  fing, 
And  triumph  ever  mere. 

Lift  up  the  heart,   lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints,  rejoice. 

2  Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns, 
The  Gid  of  truth  and  love  ; 


HYMN     LXXIII.  [— 6i 

When  he  had  purg'd  our  ilains, 

He  took  his  feat  above  ; 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints,  rejoice- 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heav'n  ; 

The  key*  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jefus  giv'n  : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints,  rejoice. 

4  He  all  his  foes  niall  quell, 
Shall  all  Gvir  fins  deflruy  ; 
And  every  bofom  fweil 
With  pure  feraphic  joy  : 

Lift  up  the  heart,  life  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints,  rejoice. 

5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 
Jtfm  the  judge  {ball  come, 
And  take  his  fervants  up 
To  their  ettrnr.l  home  ; 

We  foon  fhail  hear  ih'  archangel's  voice, 
The  tru<Dp  of  God  fhail  found,  rejoice. 


HYMN     LXXIII.        L.    M. 

"^    .   lumilioi'rn,  exaltation,  avdlriumpb:  cf  Ci' :}. 

Pral  ii.  8,  9.     Col-  ii.  i  j. 

I   THE  n-.ighty  frame  cf  glorious  grace, 
That  brightefi  monument,  of  praife. 
That  eer  the  God  of  love  defign'd. 
Employs  r.nd  fals  my  lab'ring  mind- 

a  Begin,  my  foul,  the  heav'rly  fjn/, 
A  h  jrJ:?n  for  an  ange'.  5  to:v<ue  ; 
When  Gahrie!  foun,!«  rhsfe  awfu!  tlii-  '.';•= , 
He  tune*  aad  fuaimons  all  hi«  ftrirrgs- 


6z— ]  HYMN     LXXTV. 

3  Proclaim  inimitable  love, 
'Jefus  the  Lcrd  of  worlds  above, 
Puts  off  the  beams  of  bright  array, 
And  veils  the  God  in  mortal  clay- 

4  He  that  diflributes  crowns  and  thrones. 
Hangs  on  a  tree,  and  bleeds  and  groans  ; 
The  prince  of  life  refigns  his  breatlu, 
Theiing  of  glory  bows  to  death  ! 

5  But  fee  the  wonders  of  his  pow'r, 
He  triumphs  in  his  dying  hour, 
And,  while  by  Satan's  rage  he  fell, 
He  daih'd  therifing  hopes  of  hell. 

6  Thus  were  the  hofts  of  death  fubd a'd , 
And  fin  was  drown'd Jn  JejVs  blood  ; 
Then  fee  aroie,  and  reigns  above, 
And  conquers  fmner*  by  his  love. 


KYMN     LXXIV.        L.    M. 

*ri:e  inierceffion  of  Chrijl.     Hcb.  vil.  25, 

I  HE  lives,  the  great  Rec'eerr.er  lives, 
(W  !  at  joy  the  bieft  p.ffuranca  gives  !) 
A'd  now  before  hii  father  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merit  of  his  blood. 

a  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 
And  juilice  arm'd  with  frowns  appears ; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  faee- 
Sweet  mercy  finiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence  then,  ye  black  defpairing  thoughts, 
Above  our  fears,  above  cur  faults, 

His  pow'rful  interccflicns  rife. 
And  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies- 

4  In  every  dark  diftrefsful  hour. 
When  lin  and  fatan  join  their  pow'r  \ 


H  Y  A'l  N     LXXV.  [—63 

Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart, 
That  Jejus  bears  us  on  his  heart- 

5   Great  advocate,  almighty  friend — 
On  him  our  hunible  hopes  depend  ; 
Our  caufe  can  never,  never  fail. 
For  7<f/wj  pleads  and  mull  prevail. 

HYMN     LXXV.        C.    M. 

Thefulnefs  of  Chr'ijl. 

I   HOW  fweet  the  name  of  Jefus  founds. 

In  a  believer's  ear  ? 
It  foothes  his  forrow?,  heais  his  wounds, 

And  drives  away  his  fear. 

a  It  makes  the  wounded  fpirit  who;*, 

And  calms  the  troubled  bieall ; 
'Tis  manna  to  tlie  hungry  foul, 

And  to  the  we^ry  refh- 

3  By  him  my  pray'rs  acceptance  g.^JU; 
Although  with  fin  denl'd  ; 

Satan  accufes  nie  in  vain. 
And  I  am  own'd  a  child. 

4  Jefus !  my  Shepherd,  Hufband,  Friend, 
My  Prophet,  Prieft,  and  King  ; 

My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Vv^ay ,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praife  I  bring. 

5  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart. 
And  cold  my  v-'armell  thought  ; 

Bu-t  when  I  fee  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praife  thee  as  I  ought. 

6  'Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 
With  e7Ty  fleeting  breath  ; 

And  may  the  glory  of  thy  name 
F.cfreHi  my  fold  in  dcauh. 


64—]  HYMN     LXXVI. 

HYMN     LXXVI.        C.   M. 

Chr'ijl  the  refuge  of  the  Church, 

I   HE  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known, 

And  bore  our  fins  and  pains  ; 
^'ow,  feated  on  ih"  eternal  throne, 

Tile  God  of  glory  reigns. 

a  His  hands  the  wheels  of  nature  guide 

With  a;i  unerring  flcill  ; 
And  countlefs  worlds  extended  wide, 

Obey  his  fov'reign  will. 

3  While  harps  unnumber'd  found  his  praife, 
In  yonder  world  above  ; 

His  faints  on  earth  admire  his  ways, 
And  glory  in  his  love. 

4  His  righteoufnefs  to  faith  reveal'd, 
Wrought  out  for  guilty  worms  ; 

Affords  a  hiding-place  and  ft-efd, 
From  enemlei  and  ilorms. 

5  When  troubles  like  abiwning  fan, 
Beat  heavy  on  their  head  ; 

To  this  high  lock  his  people  run. 
And  find  a  pieafing  Ihade. 

6  How  glorious  he  !  how  happy  they  ! 
In  fuch  a  glorious  friend  ! 

Whofe  love  fccures  them  all  the  way, 
And  crovvx'-.s  them  at  the  end- 


HYMN     LXXVII.        L.    M. 

Chfift  our  Ad'uocate.    I  John  ii.  r. 

I   "WHERE  \&  rny  God  ?  does  h.e  retire 
Beyond  the  reach  of  humble  fi-jlis  ? 
Are  thefe  wer.k  breathings  of  defirc, 
'ToQ  languid  to  afcend  -Ctit  ikies  ? 


HYMN     LXXVIII.         [—6s 

7.  No,  Lord,  the  breathings  of  deCre, 
The  weak  petition,  if  fincerc, 
Are  not  forbidden  to  afpire, 
But  reach  to  thy  all-gracious  ear- 

3  Look  up,  my  foul,  with  cheerful  eye. 
See  where  the  great  Redeemer  ftands  ; 
The  glorious  advocate  on  high, 
With  precious  incenfc  in  his  hands. 

3  He  fweetcns  ever}'  humble  groan, 
He  recommends  each  broken  prayer  ; 
Reclire  thy  l^ope  on  him  alone, 
Wliofe  pow'r  and  love  forbic  dcfpair, 

5  Teach  my  weak  heart,  O  gracious  Lord, 
With  firongcr  faith  to  call  ihce  mine  ; 
Bid  me  pronounce  the  blifsful  '.vord, 
My  Father^  God,  with  joy  diviliC' 


HYMN     LXXVIII.     L.    M. 

Divine  Forgivenefs.   Luke  vli.  47 

I  FORGIVENESS!  'tis  a  joyful  founl 
To  ma'efavilors  doom'd  to  die  ; 
Poblilh  ti\e  blifs  the  world  around  ; 
Ye  ferajihs,  fhout  it  from  the  Iky  I 

%  'Tis  the  rich  gift  of  love  divine  \ 
'Tis  full,  cut-meafuring  every  crime  ; 
Unclouded  fliall  its  glories  fnine, 
And  feel  no  change,  by  changing  time. 

3  0'*r  Cns  unnumber'd  as  the  fand. 
And  like  t:he  mountains  for  their  fize, 
The  feas  of  fov'reign  grace  expand, 
The  feas  of  fov'reign  grace  arife. 

4  For  this  ftupendous  love  of  heav'n, 
Wiiat  grateful  honois  fliaii  we  fliow  ? 


66—]         HYMN    LXXIX. 

Where  much  tranfgrtflion  is  forglvn 
Let  love  in  equal  ardors  glow, 

5   By  this  infpir'd,  let  all  our  days 
With  various  holinefs  be  crown'd, 
Let  truth  and  goodnefs,  pray'r  and  praifc 
In  all  abide,  in  all  abound. 


HYMN     LXXIX.        L.    M. 

Adoption,  or  Chr'ijiian;  the  Sons  cf  God-  John  i-  IX 
I  John  iii.  i. 

1  NOT  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth, 
Who  boaft  the  honors  of  their  birth, 
Such-real  dignity  can  claim. 
As  thofe  who  bear  the  Chriftian  name. 

1  To  them  the  privilege  is  giv'n,> 
To  be  thj  fons  and  heirs  of  heav'n  ; 
Sens  of  the  Gcd  who  reigns  on  high, 
And  heirs  of  joy  beyond  the  Iky. 

3  His  will  he  makes  them  early  fenow. 
And  teaches  their  young  feet  to  gc  ; 
Whifpers  infcruAion  to  their  minds, 
And  on  their  hearts  his  precept  binds. 

4  When,  through  temptation,  they  rchei, 
His  chaft'ning  rod  he  mi^kes  them  feel, 
Then,  v/ith  a  father's  tender  heart, 

He  fooths  the  pain,  and  heals  the  fmart. 

5  Their  daily  wants  his  hands  fupply, 
'J'heir  ftepshe  guards  v/ith  watchful  cv. , 
Leads  them  from  earth  to  heav'n  cbov- , 
Aud  crowns  them  with  e(;ern-\l  lovv- 


HYMN    LXXX.  [—67 

HYMN    LXXX.       C.   M. 

Longing  for  the  divine  prtfence  under forroiv. 

I  OH,  that  I  knew  the  feciet  place, 

Where  I  might  find  my  God  ! 
I'dfpreadmy  wants  before  his  face, 
I      And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 

(  %  I'd  tell  him  how  my  fins  arifc, 
What  forrows  I  fuftain  ; 
How  grace  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take. 
To  wreftle  with  my  God  ; 

I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  fake, 
And  for  my  Saviour's  blood. 

4  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints. 
And  heal  my  broken  bones ; 

Ha  takes  the  meaning  of  his  faints, 
The  language  of  their  groans. 

5  Arife,  my  foul,  from  deep  diilrefs. 
And  banifli  every  fear ; 

He  calls  thee  to  h-is  throne  of  grace. 
To  fpread  thy  forrows  there. 


HYMN   Lxxxi.     Eights  and  Seven! 
The  Saviour* s  merit. 

1  SAVIOUR,  I  do  feel  thy  merit, 

Sprinkled  with  redeeming  blood, 
And  my  weary,  troubled  fpirit, 

Nov/  finds  reft  with  tlies  my  God  ; 
I  am  fafe,  and  I  am  happy, 

While  in  thy  dear  arms  I  lie  ; 
Sin  and  Satan,  cannot  hurt  me, 

While  my  Saviour  is  fo  nigh. 


68—]         H  Y  M  N    LXXXI. 

a   Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  gloiy, 

Sing  his  praifes  through  the  iky  j 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Glory  to  the  Father  gtye  ; 
Glory,  p:lory,  glory,  glory. 

Sing  his  praiies  all  that  live  ! 

3  Now  ri!  fi ng  my  Saviotir's  merit — 
Teil  the  worii  of  bis  dear  name. 

That  if  any  want  his  fpii  it, 

He  is  flill  the  very  fame. 
He.that  afketh  foon  receiveth, 

He  that  feeks  is  firre  to  find  ; 
Whofo'er  on  him  btlieveth, 

He  will  never  call  behind. 

4  Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 
Glorious  Chriil  of  Heav'nly  birth  ; 

Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Sing  his  praifes  throv.gh  the  earth. 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Glory  t»  the  fpirit  be ; 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glcry. 

To  the  facred  one  in  three. 

5  Now  our  advocate  is  pleading, 
With  his  father,  and  our  God  ; 

And  for  us  is  interceding, 

As  the  purchafe  of  his  blood  ; 

Now  methinks  1  hear  him  praying, 
Father  !  fave  them — I  have  di  d  ; 

And  the  Father  anfwers,  faying, 
They  are  freely  juftif.'d. 

9  Worthy,  worthy,  worthy,  worthy, 
Worthy  is  the  lamb  of  God, 


HYMN     LXXXII.  [—69 

Worthy,  worthy,  wci- thy,  worthy, 

Who  hath  waih'd  us  in  his  blood, 
■y,  holy,  holy,  holy, 

Koly  is  the  Lord  of  Hofts, 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  holy, 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft. 


HYMN     LXXXTI.        C.  M. 

A  Kvarning  to  jieefrcm  the  'wrath  to  come, 

I   NOW  is  the  time,  th'  accepted  hour, 

O  finners  !  come  away  ; 
The  Saviour's  knockir.g  at  your  door, 

Arife  without  delay. 

Oh  !  don't  refufe  to  give  him  room, 
Left  mercy  fliould  withdraw ; 

He'll  then  in  robes  of  vengeance  come, 
To  execute  his  law. 

3  Then  where,  poor  mortals,  will  you  be, 
If  deititute  of  grace, 

When  you  your  injur'd  Judge  (hall  fee. 
And  fland  before  his  face  ? 

4  Oh  !  could  you  fhun  that  dreadful  light. 
How  would  you  wifh  to  fly, 

To  the  dark  (hades  of  endlefs  night, 
From  that  all-fearching  eye  ? 

5  The  dead  awak'd  muft  ail  appear. 
And  you  among  them  ftand  ; 

Before  the  great  impartial  bar, 
Arralgn'd  at  Chrift's  left  hand. 

6  Let  not  thefe  warnings  be  in  vain, 
But  lend  a  lift'ning  tar  ; 

Lp;1  you  (hould  meet  them  allagtin, 
When  wrapt  in  keen  defpair. 


^O— ]        HYMN    LXXXni, 

HYMN     LXXXni.       C.    M. 

rhe  Soldier  of  the  Ct^fs. 

1    AM  I  a  Soldier  of  the  Crofs» 

A  foU'wer  of  the  Lamb  ; 
And  fhall  I  fear  to  own  his  caufe, 

Or  blufh  to  fpeak  his  name  ? 

a  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Muft  I  not  ftem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vain  world  a  friend  to  grace, 

To  help  us  on  to  God  ? 

3  Shall  1  be  carry "d  to  the  Ikies, 
On  fiow'ry  beds  of  ^afe  ? 

While  others  fight  to  win  the  prize. 
And  fail  through  bloody  feas  ? 

4  1  too  muft  fight  if  I  would  reign, 
Incrcafe  my  courage.  Lord, 

To  bear  the  crofs,  endure  the  fhame, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  The  faints  in  all  this  glorious  war, 
Shail  conquer  though  they  die  ; 

They  fee  a  triumph  from  afa^, 
With  faith's  difcerning  eye- 

6  When  that  illuRrious  day  {hall  rife, 
And  all  their  armies  fhine, 

With  robes  of  vi(9:'ry  through  the  ikies 
Thfe  glory  (hall  be  thine. 


HYMN     LXXXIV.        C.     M. 

SanBtficaticn  and  Pardon, 

J  WHERE  fhall  we  finners  hide  our  heads, 
Can  rocks  or  mountains  fave  ? 

Or  fliall  we  wrap  us  in  the  fhadcs 
Of  midnight  and  the  grave  ? 


HYMN     LXXXV.         [—71 

a  Is  there  no  flicker  from  the  eye 

Of  a  revenging  God  ? 
Jefu«,  to  thy  dear  wounds  we  fly, 

Bedew  us  with  thy  blood- 

3  Thofe  guardian  drops  our  fouls  fecure, 
And  walh  away  our  lin  ; 

Eternal  juftice  frowns  no  more, 
And  confciencc  fmiles  withis. 

4  We  blefs  that  wondrous  purple  ftream. 
That  cleanfes  every  ftain  ; 

Our  fouls  are  yet  but  half  redeem'd, 
[f  fin,  the  tyrant,  reign. 

5  Lord,  blafl  his  empire  with  thy  breath, 
The  rebel's  throne  muft  fall ; 

Ye  flattering  plagues,  that  work  our  death, 
Fly,  for  we  hate  you  all. 


HYMK.     LXXXV.        C.    M. 

Perfeverance.   PfaJ.  cxix.  117. 

1  LORD,  haft  thou  made  me  know  thy  ways  ? 
Condudl  me  in  thy  fear. 

And  grant  mefuch  fiipplies  of  grace, 
That  I  may  perfevere, 

2  Let  but  thy  own  almighty  arm 
Suftain  a  feeble  worm, 

I  fhall  efcape,  lecurc  from  harm, 
Amid  the  dreadful  dorm. 

3  Be  thou  my  all-fufiiclent  friend, 
Till  all  my  toils  {hall  ceafe  ; 

Giwrd  nie  through  life,  and  let  my  end 
Be  everlalling  pcac*. 


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^a— ]         HYMN     LXXXVI. 
HYMN   Lxxxvf.     TcDs  and  Elevcps. 

Humble  confidence  in  the  power  and  grace  of  Cbriji. 

1  OH,  tell  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain  ftore, 
The  time  for  fuel?  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er; 
A  country  I've  found,  where  true  joys  abound, 
To  dwell  I'm  determin'd  on  that  happy  ground. 

2  The  fouls  that  believe,  in  Paradife  live, 
And  me  in  that  number  will  Jefus  receive; 
My  foul  don't  delay,  he  calls  thee  away, 

Rife,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  blefs  the  glad  day, 

3  No  mortal  doth  know ,  what  he  can  bcflow. 
What  light,  firength  and  comfort,  do  after  him 

Lo  onward  I  move,  to  a  country  above, 
None  gueffes  how  wond'rous  my  journey  will 
prove. 

4  Great  fpoilslfb ail  win,  from  death,  hell  &  fin, 
Midftoutwa?daffl:dlionsfliall  feelChrifl  within : 
And  when  I'm  to  die,  receive  me.  Til  cry, 

for  Jefus  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cannot  tell  why. 

5  But  this  I  do  find,  to  him  I'm  fo  join'd, 
Heil  not  live  m  glory,  and  leave  me  behind  ; 
So  this  is  tile  race  I'm  running  thiough  grace, 
Henceforth  till  admitted  to  fee  my  Lord's  face, 

6  And  now  'tis  my  care,  my  neighbors  may 

fh:ire  [dare  > 

Thefe  bleflings  ;  to  feek  them  will  none  ox'"  y 
In  bondage,  Oh  why,  and  death  will  you  lie. 
When  one  hcra  airures  you  free  grace  ii  lo  nij^ ' 


HYMN     LXXXVir.      [— 7j 

HYMN     LXXXVII.        C.     M. 

Chr'tft  crO'Zun'd  as  Lord  of  all. 

I   ALL  hail  the  poWr  of  Jefu's  name  ! 

Let  Angels  proftrate  fall ; 
Bring,  forth  the  royal  diadem, 

To 'crown  Him  Lord  of  All, 

%  Let  high-born  Seraphs  tune  the  lyre, 

And,  as  they  tune  it  fall 
Before  his  face  who  tunes  their  choir, 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  All. 

5   Crown  Him,  yc  morning  flars  of  light, 

He  fix'd  this  floating  ball  ; 
Now  hail  the  flrength  of  Ifrael's  might, 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  All. 

4  Crown  Him,  ye  martyrs  of  your  God, 
Who  from  His  altar  call ; 

Extol  the  flcm  of  Jeflc's  rod, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  All. 

5  Ye  feed  of  Ifrael's  chofcn  race,  ^ 
Ye  ranfom'd  of  the  fall, 

Hail  Him  who  faves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  All, 

6  Hail  Him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 
Whom  David  Lord  did  call ; 

he  God  incarnate,  Man  divine, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  All. 

7  Sinners !  whofe  love  can  ne'er  forget 
The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 

. — Ipread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  All. 

■'■;  iitt  every  tribe,  and  every  tongue, 

Thac  hear  the  Saviours  call, 
iNow  fiiout  in  univerfal  fong', 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  Ail, 
D 


;^— ]      HYMN    LXXXVIII. 

HYMN     LXXXVIII.        L.     M. 

Chrif  the  Bright  S^  Morning  Star,  Rev.  xxii.  1 6. 

I   YE  worlds  of  light,  that  roll  fo  near 
The  Saviour's  throne  of  Ihiiiirg  blifs, 
Oh,  tell  how  mean  your  glories  are, 
How  faint  and  few,  compar'd  with  his. 

a  We  fing  the  bright  and  mornirg-ftar 
_(Jefus,  the  fpring  of  light  and  love  ;) 
See  how  its  rays  diifus'd  from  far, 
Condi;  61  us  to  the  realms  above„ 

3  It3  cheering  beams,  fpread  wide  abroad, 
And  guide  the  Chriftian  in  his  way  ; 
Still  as  he  goes  he  finds  tht'road, 
Enlighten'tl  with  a  conftant  day. 

4  When  (hall  we  reach  the  heav'nly  place. 
Where  this  bright  ftar  will  brighteft  fkine  ; 
Leave  far  behind  thefe  fcenes  of  night, 
And  view  a  luHre  all  divine  ? 


HYMN     LXXXIX.        L.     M. 

Jehovah  the  true  God.  Pfalm  xcvii. 

1  JEHOVAH  reigns,  let  all  the  earth 
In  his  juft  government  rejoice  ; 

Let  all  the  ifles  with  facred  mirth, 
In  his  applaufe  unite  their  voice. 

1  Darloiefs  and  clouds,  of  awful  (hade. 
His  df.zling  glory  fhroud  in  ftate  ; 

JufVice  and  truth  his  guards  are  made. 
And  fix'd,  by  his  pavjllon,  wait. 

3  Devouring  fire  before  his  face. 

His  foes  around  with  vengeance  llruck ; 

Hislightnings  fct  tlie  world  on  blaze, 
£artb  faw  it,  and  with  terror  ihook. 


HYMN    XC.  [—75 

4  The  proudeft  hills  his  prefence  felt, 

Their  height  nor  ftrength  cculd  help  affcrdj 
The  proudeft  hills  like  wax  did  melt, 
In  prefence  of  th'  Almighty  Lord. 

5  The  heav'ns  hi?  righteoufnefs  to  {how, 
With  ftorms  of  fire  our  foes  purfu'd  : 

And  all  the  trembling  world  below, 
Have  hisdelc^nding  glory  viev,?'d. 

.6  Glad  Sion  of  thy  triumph  heard, 

And  Judah's  daughters  were  o'erjoy'd; 

Becaufe  thy  righteous  judgments,  Lord, 
Have  Pagan  pride  and  pow'r  deftroy'd, 

7  Rejoice,  ye  rig^hteous  in  the  Lord  ; 

Memorials  of  his  holinefs, 
Deep  in  yoitr  faithful  breafts  record, 

And  with  your  thankful  tongues  confefs. 


HYMN   XC.     Eights. 
Praifng  at  the  foot  of  the  crofs, 

I  O  LOVE  divine,  what  haft  thou  done! 

Th'  immortal  God  hath  di'd  for  me  ! 
The  Father's  co-eternal  Son 

Bore  all  my"fms  upon  the  tree  : 
Th'  immortal  God  for  me  hath  di'd ; 
The  Lord,  my  love,  is  crucify'd. 

%  Sinners,  behold,  as  yepafs  by, 

The  bleeding  prince  of  life  and  peace  ; 

Come,  fee,  ye  worms,  your  maker  die, 
And  fay,  was  ever  grief  like  his  ? 

Come  feel,  with  me,  his  blood  apply'd ; 

Tke  Lord,  my  love,  is  crucify'd. 

3  Is  crucify'd  for  me  and  you, 

To  bring  his  people  back  to  God  ; 


76—]  HYMN    XCI. 

Believe,  believe  the  record  true, 

His  church  is  purchas'd  with  his  blood  ; 
Pardon  and  life  flow  from  his  fide  ; 
The  Lord,  my  love,  is  crucify 'd  ! 

4  Then  let  us  fit  beneath  his  crofs, 

And  gladly  catch  the  healing  ftream  ; 
All  things  for  him  account  but  drofs, 
•And  give  up  all  our  hearts  to  him  : 
Of  nothingfpeak,  or  think  befide  : 
The  Lord,  my  love,  is  crucify'd. 


HYMfj   XCI.     Eights  and  Sevens. 
Lovs  Divine ' 

1  LOVE  divine,  all  loves  excelling, 

Joy  of  heav'n  to  earth  come  down  ! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling  ; 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown: 
Jefus,  thou  art  all  compaflion, 

Pure,  imboundcifl  love  thou  art : 
Vifit  us  with  thy  falvaticn. 

Enter  ev'ry  trembling  heart. 

a  Breathe,  Oh, breathe  thy  loving  i^irit 

Intoev'ry  troubled  breau  ; 
Let  us  ail  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promis'd  reft  ; 
Take  away  the  love  of  finning, 

Take  our  load  of  guilt  away  ; 
End  the  work  of  thy  beginning, 

Bring  us  to  eternal  day. 

3  Carry  on  thy  new  creation, 

Pure  and  hoiy  may  we  be  : 
Let  us  fee  our  whole  falvation, 

Pcrledliy  fecur'd  by-Tluse  \ 


HYMN    XCir.  [—77 

Change  from  glcry  into  glory, 

'Till  in  heav'n  we  take  our  place  ; 

'Till  we  call  cur  crowjis  before  Thee, 
Loft  in  wonder,  love  and  praife. 


HYMN     XCII.        C.     M. 

Hsaling  mercy  in  jfefus, 

I  Heal  us,  Emmanuel,  here  we  flan-d, 

"Waiting  to  feel  thy  touch  ; 
To  wounded  fouls  ftretch  forth  thy  hand, 

Bled  Saviour,  we  arefuch. 
a  Our  faith  is  weak,  our  ftrengtk  is  fmall, 

Wc  faintly  truft  thy  word  ; 
Sure  thou  wilt  hear  the  moutner  call, 

And  fay.  "  behold  thy  Lord." 

3  Thou  pity'dft  him  who  once  apply'd 
With  trembling  for  relief; 

"  Lord,  I  be'ievc,"  with  tears  he  cry'd, 
"  Oh,  hirlp  my  unbelitf." 

4  She  too,  w  ho  touch'd  thee  in  the  prefs, 
And  healing  virtue  ftole, 

Was  anfwered,  "  Daughter,  go  in  peace, 
Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole." 

5  Like  htr,  with  hopes  and  fears  we  come, 
To  touch  thee  if  we  may  ; 

Oh  !  fend  us  not  dcfpiiring  home, 
Send  none  unheal'd  away. 


HYMN    XCIII.       C.     M. 

Walking  tu'uh  God.     Gen.  v.  24. 

I   OH  !  for  a  clofer  walk  with  God, 

A  caini  and  htavnly  frame  ; 
A  Hght  iG  fhine  upon  the  road. 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  1 


;S— -]  K  Y  M  N     XCIV. 

a  Where  is  the  bltfTednefs  I  knew 
When  firft  I  faw  the  Lcrd  ? 

Where  is  the  foul-rcfrelhing  view 
Of  Jefus,  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoy'd! 
How  fweet  their  menrry  ftill ! 

But  they  have  left  an  aching  void, 
The  world  can  never  fill 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 
Sweet  meffenger  of  reft  ; 

I  hate  the  fins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  brcaft, 

5  The  deareft  idol  I  have  known, 
Whatc'erthat  idol  be, 

Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worfliip  only  thee. 

6  So  fhall  my  walk  be  clofe  with  God, 
Calm  anJ  ferere  my  frame  ; 

So  purer  li[>:ht  fhali  mark  the  road, 
That  leads  mc  to  the  Lamb, 


HYMN   XCIV.     Tens  and  Elevens. 
'7'he  Lord  iv'ill provide. 

1   THO'troul)lcsaffai),  and  daRg:ers  affright, 
Though  friends  Ihould  all  fall, and  foes  aH  unite  ; 
Yet  one  thing  fecures  us,  whatever  betide. 
The  IJcripture  affures  us,  that  God  will  provide. 

a  The  birds  without  barn  or  ftorehoufe  aroJed, 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  truft  for  our  bread ; 
His  faints  what  is.  fitting,  fliall  ne'er  b^  deny'd, 
So  long  as  'tis  written,  the  Lord  wiU  provide. 

3  We  may  I'.ke  the  fhips,  by  temp/fts  be  toft 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  cannot  be  loil  i 


HYMN     XCV.  [— 75> 

Though  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the  tld;:, 
His  promife  engages,  the  Lord  wiil  provide. 

4  His  call  we  ob^y  like  Abra'm  of  old, 

Not  knowing  our  way,  but  fuith  makes  us  bold  ; 
For  though  we  are  ftrangers,  we  have  a  good 

guide. 
And  trull  in  all  dangers  the  Lord  w  ill  provide. 

5  When  Satan  appears  to  flop  up  our  path. 
And  fill  us  with  fears,  we  triumph  by  faith  ; 
He  cannot  take  from  us,  though  oft  he  has  try'd. 
This  heart- cheering  promife,  the   Lord    will 

provide. 

6  He  tells  us  we're  weak,  our  bone  Is  in  vai:i, 
The  good  that  we  feek  we  ne'er  fhall  obtau^ ; 
But  when  fudi  fuggeftionsour  fpirits  have  ply'd. 
This  anfwers  all  queiiions,  th'e  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

7  No  ftrength  of  our  own,  or  goodnefswecl.iira 
Yet  fince  we  have  known  the  Saviours  great, 

name. 
In  this  our  ftrong  tow'r  for  fafety  we  liicie. 
The  Lord  is  our  pow'r  and  he  will  provide. 

8  When  life  fink's  apace,  and  death  is  in  view. 
This  word  of  his  grace  ihall  comfort  us  through  . 
No  fearing  or  doubting,  with  Chrift  on  our  iidc. 
We  hope  to  die  inouting,  the  Lord  will  provide. 


HYMN     XCV.        C.     M- 

Aaron  a  typs  of  Chrijl. 

1  SEE  Aaron,  God'?  anointed  priell, 

Within  the  veil  appear, 
Li  robes  of  inyfiic  meaning  dreft, 

Piefenti;jg  lirasls prayer. 


8o— ]  HYMN    XCVI. 

0,  The  plate  of  gold  which  crowns  his  brows, 

His  holinefs  defcribes ; 
His  breaft  difplays  in  fbininp'  rows, 
The  names  of  all  the  tribt's. 

3  With  the  atoning  blood  he  ftands 
Before  the  mercy-feat, 

And  clouds  of  incenfe  from  his  hands 
Arife  with  odour  fweet. 

4  Through  him,  the  eye  of  faith  defcric» 
A  greater  prieft  than  he : 

Thus  Jefus  p!ead«  above  the  Ikies, 
For  you,  my  friends,  and  m.e. 

5  He  bears  the  names  of  all  his  faints, 
Deep  on  his  heart  engrav'd  ; 

Attentive  to  the  ftate  and  wants 
Of  all  his  \o\t  has  fav'd- 

6  In  him  a  holinefs  complete, 
Light  and  perfedlion  fhine. 

And  wifdom,  grace,  and  glory  meet ; 
A  Saviour  all  divine. 


HYMN     XCVI.        S.     M, 

*The  nfanity  of  Balaam's  ivifi}. 

1  HOW  bleft  the  righteous  are, 
When  they  refign  their  breath  ! 

No  wonder  Balaam  wifh'dto  ihare, 
In  fuch  a  happy  death, 

1  "  Oh  !  let  me  die.  faid  he, 
The  death  the  righteous  do ; 

When  life  is  ended,  let  me  be 
Found  with  the  faithful  few." 

3  The  force  of  truth,  how  great ! 
When  enemies  confcfe^ 


HYMN     XCVW.  [— ^x 

Noye  but  the  righteous,  whom  they  hate, 
A  folid  hope  poffefs. 

4  But  Balaam's  wllh  was  vain, 
His  heart  was  infinccre  : 

He  thirfted  for  unrighteous  gain, 
And  fought  a  portion  here, 

5  He  fcem'd  the  Lord  to  know, 
And  to  offend  him  loth  ; 

But  Mammon  prov'd  his  overthrow, 
^  For  none  can  Icrve  them  both- 

6  May  we,  O  Lord,  mofl  high, 
Warning  from  hence  receive, 

If  Hk«  the  righteous  we  would  die, 
To  choofe  the  life  they  live. 


HYMN     XCVII.        L.     M. 

As  thy  daysy  fo  Jkall  thy  frength  he. 

Deut.  xxxiii.   25. 

1  AFFLICTED  faint,  to  Chrift  draw  near, 
Thy  Saviour's  gracious  promife  hear  ; 

His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee, 
That  as  thy  days,  thy  flrergth  fhail  be. 

2  Let  not  thy  heart  defpond  and  fay, 
"  How  (hall  1  {land  the  tryirv;  day  ?" 
He  has  engag'd  by  firm  decree. 
That  as  thy  days,  thy  flreugth  (hall  be. 

3  Thy  faith  is  weak,  thy  foes  are  ftrong  ; 
And  though  the  ccnfii-fl  fhould  be  long, 
Thy  Lord  will  make  the  tempter  flee ; 
For  as  thy  days,  thy  flrength  fhall  be- 

4  Should  perre€ution  rage  and  flame, 
Still  truft  in  thy  Rcdeeracr's  name  ; 
In  fiery  trials  thou  flialt  fee, 

That  as  thy  days,  thy  fbrength  ihajl  be- 
D  } 


8a—]         HYMN    XCVill. 

5  When  cairdto  bear  the  weighty  crofs, 
Of  fore  afflidlion,  pain  or  lofs, 

Or  deep  diflrcfs,  or  poverty, 

Stiii  as  thy  days,  thy  llrength  fhall  be. 

6  When  ghaflly  death  appears  in  view, 
Chrift's  prefence  fliall  thy  fears  fabdue  ; 
He  comes  to  fet  thy  fpirit  free, 

And  as  thy  days,  thy  ftrength  fhall  be- 


HYMN    XCVIII.       C.     M. 

CbrJji  the  deftra  of  all  nations. 
Hag.  ii.  7.  Cant,  i-  3. 

I  INFINITE  excellence  is  thine,  ^ 
Thou  lovely  prince  of  grace  ! 

Thy  UHcreated  beauties  fhine, 
With  never-fading  rays. 

a  Sinners  from  earth's  remotefl  end, 

Come  bending  at  thy  feet ; 
To  thee  their  prayers  and  vows  afcend, 

In  thee  their  wiflies  meet. 

3  Thy  name  as  precious  ointment  fhed, 
Delights  the  church  around  : 

Sweetly  the  facred  odors  fpread, 
Through  all  Emmanuel's  ground. 

4  Millions  of  happy  fpirits  live 
On  thy  exhaufllefs  flore  ; 

From  thee  they  all  their  blifs  receive, 
And  flill  thou  giveft  more. 

5  Thou  art  their  triumph  and  their  joy  ; 
They  find  their  all  in  thee  ; 

Thy  glories  will  their  tongues  employ, 
Through  all  eternity. 


HYMN     XCIX.  [—83 

HYMN     XCIX.        L.     M. 

Chrijl  our  example.   John  xiii.    1 5. 
I  WHENE'ER  the  angry  paffions  rife, 
And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  ftrlfe 
To  Jsfui  let  U5  lift  our  eyes, 
Bright  pattern  of  the  Chriflian  life! 

%  See  how  benevolent  and  kind  ! 
How  mild  !  how  ready  to  forgive  ! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind. 
And  thefe  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

3  To  do  his  heavenly  Father's  will, 
Was  his  employment  and  delight; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright ! 

4  Difpenfing  good  where'er  he  came, 
The  labors  of  his  life  were  love  : 

If  we  regard  the  Saviour's  name, 
Let  his  divine  example  move. 

5  But  ah,  how  blind  !  hew  weak  we  are  ! 
How  frail  !  how  apt  to  turn  afide  ! 
Lord,  v/e  depend  upon  thy  care, 

And  aik  thy  fpirit  for  our  guide. 

6  Thy  fair  example  may  we  trace. 
To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  bo ; 
Make  us  by  thy  transforming  grace. 
Dear  Saviour,  daily  more  like  thee^ 


HYMN     C.       C.    M. 

Cbrijl  the  pearl  of  great  price.      Matt.  xiii.  46- 
I  Ye  glitt'ring  toys  of  earth,  adieu, 

A  nobler  choice  be  mine  ; 
A  real  prize  attra»5ls  my  view, 

A  treafure  all  divine. 


84-1  HYMN    CI. 

a  Begone,  unworthy  of  my  cares, 

Yc  fpecfous  baits  of  fenfe, 
Ineftimable  worth  appears, 

The  pearl  of  price  immenfe ! 

3  Jefus,  to  muhitudes  unknown, 
O  name  divinely  fweet ! 

Jelus,  in  thee,  in  thee  alone, 
Wealth,  honour,  pleafure  meet ! 

4  Should  both  the  Indies,  at  my  call, 
Their  boafted  ftores  refign ; 

With  joy  I  would  renounce  them  all, 
For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. . 

5  Should  earth's  vain  treafures  all  depart. 
Of  this  dear  gift  poffefs'd, 

I'd  clafp  it  to  my  joyful  heart. 
And  think  myfelf  moft  blefs'd- 

6  Dear  fov'reign  of  my  foul's  defires, 
Thy  love  is  blifs  divine  ; 

Accept  the  wifh  that  love  infpires, 
And  bid  me  call  thee  mine. 


HYMN     CI.        L.    M. 

CBriJI  the  fhyjician  of  fouls.  Jeremiah  vili.  %%. 

1  DEEP  are  the  wounds  which  fin  hath  made  j 

Where  ihall  the  finner  find  a  cure  ? 

In  vain,  alas,  is  nature's  aid. 

The  work  exceeds  all  nature's  pow'r. 

a  Sin,  like  a  raging  fever,  reigns 
With  fatal  flrength  in  every  part ; 
The  dire  contagion  nils  the  veins, 
And  fpreads  its  poifon  to  the  heart/ 
3  And  can  no  fov'reign  balm  be  found  ? 
Aod  »  no  kiiid  phyfici^^  nigh. 


HYMN     ClI. 

To  eafe  the  pain  and  heal  the  wound, 
Ere  life  and  hope  forever  fly  ? 

4  There  is  a  great  phyfician  near, 
Look  up,  O  faiiiting  foul  and  live  ; 
See,  in  his  heav'nly  fmiles  appear. 
Such  eafe  as  nature  cannot  give  ! 

5  Sec,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood 
Life,  health,  and  blifs  abundant  flow  ! 
'Tis  only  this  dear  facred  flood. 

Can  cleanfe  the  heart,  and  heal  its  woe. 

6  Sin  throws  in  vain  its  pointed  diirt, 
For  here  a  fov'reign  cure  is  found ; 
A  cordial  for  a  fainting  heart, 

A  balra  for  every  painful  wound- 


HYMN    CII       L.     M. 

Chrt/l  the  Chnjl'ian'sfuji:ien:y. 

I    Now  in  a  fong  gf  grateful  pralfe, 
To  my  dear  Lord  my  voice  Ml  raife  : 
With  all  the  Saints  Til  join  to  tell. 
That  Jefus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

a  I  fpurn'd  his  grace,  I  broke  his  Ia\v,=;, 
And  then  he  undertook  ray  caui'e  ; 
To  fave  me  when  I  did  rebel, 
My  Jcfus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

3  And  fincc  my  foul  hath  known  his  love, 
What  bleflings  hath  he  made  mo  prove  ? 
Mercy,  which  doth  all  praife  excsl ; 

For  Jefus  ha'.h  done  all  things  well. 

4  Whene'er  my  Saviour  r.nd  my  God, 
Hath  on  me  laid  his  gentle  ro;! ; 

1  know  in  ali  which  hath  befcU 
Thar  Jefuj  hath  done  all  tilings  wcU. 


g6— ]  HYMN     Cin. 

5  Sometimes  the  Lord  his  face  doth  hide. 
To  make  me  pray,  and  kill  my  pride  ; 
Yet  on  my  heart  it  fliii  doth  dwell, 
That  Jefus  hath  done  all  things  well^ 

6  Soon  1  fliall  pafs  this  vale  cf  d^ath, 
And  in  his  arms  fhall  lofe  my  breath  ; 
And  then  my  happy  foul  fhajl  tell, 
How  Jefus  hath  done  all  things  well- 


HYMN     cm.        L.     M. 

The  effeas  of  the  fall  lamented. 

1  SEE  hum.an  nature  funk  in  fhamc  ; 
See  fcandalspour'd  on  Jefu's  name; 
The  father  wounded  through  the  fon  ; 
The  v.'crld  abus'd,  the  foul  undone- 

':.  Fee  the  fhort  coiirfe  of  vain  delight, 
C  ofrg  in  evcrlafting  night; 
in  flames,  that  no  abatement  know, 
K..  c led  by  fin  the  fource  of  woe- 

3  My  God,  I  feel  the  mournful  fcene  ; 
My  bov/els  yearn  o'er  dying  men  ; 
And  fain  niy  pity  would  reclaim, 

And  fnatch  the  firc-brards  from  the  flatnCs 

4  But  feeble  my  compaflion  proves, 
And  can  but  weep  where  nioft  it  loves  : 
Thy  own  all-faving  arm  employ, 

And  turn  thefe  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 


HYMN     CIV.  [—87 

HYWM     CIV*        L.     M. 
Sedi/ig  to   God/or  the  communication  of  his/pirit, 

Ezek.  xxxvi.   37. 
I  HEAR,  gracious  fov'reign,  from  thy  throne. 
And  fend  thy  various  bleflings  down  : 
While  by  thine  Ifrael  thou  art  fought, 
Oh,  hear  tke  pray'r  thy  word  hath  taught. 

a  Come,  facred  fpirit,  from  above, 
And  fill  the  coideft  heart  with  love  ; 
Soften  to  fieih  the  rugged  ftone, 
And  let  thy  godlike  power  be  known 

3  Speak  thou,  and  from  the  haughtieft  eyes, 
Shall  floods  of  pious  forrov/  rife  ; 
While  all  their  glowing  fouls  are  borne, 
To  feek  that  grace,  which  now  they  fcorn' 

A  Oh,  let  a  holy  fiock  await, 
Num'rous  around  thy  tempie-gafe, 
Each  prefling  en  with  zeal  to  be, 
A  living  facrifice  to  thee. 

5  In  anfwer  to  our  fervent  cries, 
Give  us  to  fee  thy  church  arife  ; 
Or,  if  that  bleffing  feem  too  great, 
Give  us  to  mourn  its  low  ellate* 


HYMN     CV.        L.     M, 

*rhe  leadings  of  the  fpirit.    Rom.  viii.  14. 
I   COiVIE,  gracious  fpirit,  heav'nly  dove, 
With  lighc  and  comfort  from  abeve  ; 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide, 
O'er  ev'ry  thought  and  ftep  prefide. 

a  Conducl  us  fafe,  condudl  us  far 
From  ev'ry  fin  and  hurtful  fnare  ; 
Lead  to  thy  word  that  rules  mufl  give, 
And  teach  us  leCbne  how  to  iivC' 


88—]  HYMN     CVI. 

3  The  light  of  truth  to  usdilplay, 
Aad  make  us  know  and  chcofe  thy  way ; 
Plant  holy  fear  in  evVy  heart, 

1'hat  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart- 

4  Lead  us  to  holinefs,  the  road 

That  we  muft  take  to  dwell  with  God  ; 
Lead  us  to  Chrift,  the  living  way. 
Nor  let  us  from  his  paftures  ftray. 

5  Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  reft, 
In  his  erjoynient  to  be  blefs'd  ; 
Lead  us  to  heav'n,  the  feat  of  blifs, 
Where  pleafure  in  perfedion  is- 


HYMN    CVI.       Eights. 

7he  tvjluences  of  the  fp'trtt  defircd. 

1  ETERNAL  fpirit,  fourcc  of  Lght, 

Enliv'ning,  coufecrating  fire, 
Defcend  and  with  ceJeftial  heat 

Our  dull,  our  frczen  hearts  infpire  ; 
Our  fouls  refine,  our  drofs  confume  ! 
Come,  condefcending  fpirit,  come  ! 

%  In  our  cold  brcafts,  Oh,  flrike  a  fpark 
Of  the  pure  flame,  which  feraphs  feel, 

Nor  let  us  wander  in  the  dark, 
Or  lie  benumb'd  and  flupid  ftill  : 

Come,  vivifying  fpirit,  come, 

And  mal;e  our  hearts  thy  conftant  home  ! 

3  Let  pure  devotion's  fervors  rile; 

Let  every  pious  paflion  glow  ; 
Oh,  let  the  raptures  of  the  fkies 

Kindle  in  our  cold  hearts  below  ! 
Come,  condefcending  fpirit,  come, 
And  make  our  fouls  thy  conflant  home ! 


HYMN    CVil.  [—89 

HYMN     CVII.        L.    M. 
Tbe  injlueneei  of  tb«  fpirit  experienced.  John  xiv. 

16,  17. 
I  SURE  the  bleft  comforter  is  nigh, 
'Tis  he  fuftains  my  fainting  heart  ; 
Elfe  would  mj  hope  forever  die, 
And  ev'ry  cheering  ray  depart. 

a  When  fbme  kind  promife  glads  my  fcrul^ 
Do  I  not  find  his  healing  voice 
The  tempeft  of  my  fears  control, 
And  bid  my  drooping  pow'rs  rejoice  ? 

3  Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 
With  ardent  wifh  my  heart  afpires ; 
Can  it  be  lefs  than  pow'r  divine, 
Which  animates  thcfe  flrong  deCres? 

4  What  lefs  than  thy  almighty  word 
Can  raife  my  heart  from  earth  and  daft, 
And  bid  me  cleave  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
fAf  life,  my  treafure,  and  my  truft  ? 

5  And  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  fay, 
I  love  my  Gcd,  and  tafte  his  grace, 
Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blifefui  ray. 

Which  brings  this  dawn  of  facred  peace  ? 

6  Let  thy  kind  fpirit  in  my  heart 
Forever  dwell,  O  God  of  love, 

And  light  and  heavenly  peace  impart, 
Sweet  earneft  of  the  joys  above. 


HYMN    CVIII.       L.    M, 
*The  grieved  fpirit  entreated  net  to  depart.  Pf-  li    IX, 
I  STAY,  thou  infulted  fpirit,  flay, 
Though  I  have  done  thee  fuch  defpitc, 
Cafl  not  a  finncr  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlafling  flight ; 


90— ]  HYMN    CIX. 

1  Though  I  haveraofl:  unfaithful  been 
Of  all,  whoe'er  thy  grace  receiv'd, 
Ten  thoufand  times  thy  goodnefs  feen, 
Ten  thoufand  times  thy  goodnefs  griev'd- 

3  But  Oh  !  the  chief  of  finners  fpare, 
In  honor  of  my  great  high-priell ; 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  fwear, 

1  iliall  not  fee  thy  people's  reft. 

4  If  yet  thou  canft  my  fins  forgive, 
E^en  now,  O  Lord,  relieve  my  woes  ; 
I;"ito  thy  reft  of  love  receive, 

And  bl^ifs  me  with  a  calm  repofe. 

5  E'en  now  my  weary  foul  releafe, 
And  raife  me  by  thy  gracious  hand  ! 
Guide  me  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land. 


HYMN    CIX.       C.     M. 
^befpirit  of  God  infenfhly  -withdrawn.      Judg( 

xvi.  ao. 

I  A  PRESENT  God  is  all  our  ftrength, 

And  all  our  joy  and  hope  ; 
When  he  withdraws,  our  comforts  die, 

And  every  grace  muft  droop. 

a  But  flattVing  trifles  charm  our  hearts. 

To  court  their  falfe  embrace. 
Till  juftly  this  negiedled  friend 

Averts  his  angry  face- 

3  He  leaves  us  and  we  mifs  him  not, 

But  go  prefumptuous  on ; 
Till  baffled,  wounded,  and  enflcv'd, 

We  learn,  that  God  is  gone. 


HYMN.     ex.  [—91 

4  And  what,  my  foul,  can  then  remain, 
One  ray  of  hght  t«  give  ? 

Scver'd  from  him,  their  better  life, 
How  can  his  children  live  ? 

5  Hence,  all  ye  painted  forms  of  joy, 
And  leave  my  heart  to  mourn  : 

I  would  devote  thefe  eyes  to  tears, 
Till  chear'd  by  his  return.  • 

6  Look  back,  my  Lord,  and  own  the  place, 
Where  once  thy  temple  flood  ; 

For  lo!   its  ruins  bear  the  mark 
Of  rich  atoning  blood. 


HYMN   ex.     Sevens. 

Sin  beivaited. 

I  COME,  my  foul,  thy  fuit  prepare, 
Jefus  loves  to  anfwer  pray'r  ; 
He  himfelf  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Rife  and  alk  without -delay. 

a  With  my  burden  1  begin, 
Lord  !  remove  this  load  of  fin  ! 
Let  thy  blood,  for  fmners  fpilt, 
Set  my  confcience  free  from  guilt, 

3  Lord  !  I  come  to  thee  for  reft, 
Take  pofleffion  of  my  breaft  ; 

There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

4  As  the  image  in  the  glafs 
Anfwers  the  beholder's  face  ; 
Thus  unto  my  heart  appear. 
Print  thine  own  refemblance  there- 

5  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  fpirit  cheer ; 


«a— ]  HYMN    CXI. 

As  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  Friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 
6  Shew  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Ev'ry  hour  my  ftrength  renew  ; 
Let  me  live  a  l\h  of  faith. 
Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 


HYMN    CXI.        L.    M. 

Prayer  for  quickening  grace. 

1  OUR  wiihes  would  our  ruin  prove. 
Could  we  our  wretched  choice  obtain, 
Before  we  feel  the  Saviour's  love, 
Kindling  our  iove  to  him  again. 

^  But  when  our  hearts  perceive  his  worth, 
Dellres.  till  then  unknown,  take  place; 
Our  fpirits  cleave  no  more  to  earth, 
But  pant  for  holinefs  and  grace. 

3  And  doft  thou  fay,  "  Aik  wkat  thou  wilt  ?'* 
I^ord,  I  will  feize  the  golden  hour  ; 

I  pray  to  be  released  from  guilt, 

And  freed  from  fin  and  Satan's  powV. 

4  More  of  thy  prefence.  Lord,  impart, 
More  of  thine  image  let  nie  bear  ; 
Ere6l  thy  throne  within  my  heart, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there. 


HYMN     CXII.        C.    M. 

Faith's  review  andexpeBatlon. 

I   AMAZING  grace  !  (how  fweet  the  found) 

That  fav'd  a  wretch  like  me  ! 
I  once  was  loft,  but  now  am  found, 

V/a»  blind,  but  tjo^  \  fee* 


HYMN     CXIII.  [—93 

4  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  rcl-iev'd  ; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 

The  hour  I  firft  believ'd  ! 

3  Thro'  many  dangers,  toils,  and  fnares, 
I  have  already  come  ; 

*Tis  grace  has  brought  me  fafe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  The  Lord  has  promis'd  good  tame, 
His  word  my  hope  fecurcs  ; 

He  will  my  fhield  and  portion  be. 
As  long  as  life  endures. 

5  Yes,  when  this  flelh  and  heart  Ihallfail, 
And  mortal  life  fhall  ceafe  ; 

)  Ihall  poffefs  within  the  veil, 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

6  The  earth  ftiall  foon  diflblve  hke  fnow, 
The  fun  forbear   to  fhine  ; 

But  God  who  cdll'd  me  here  below, 
Will  be  forever  mine. 


HYMN     CXIII.        L.     M. 

The  prejfure  of  Jin. 
X  OH,  that  sny  load  of  •£«  were  gone— 

Oh,  that  I  could  at  laft  fubmit, 
At  J-fu's  feet  to  lay  me  down, 

To  lay  my  foul  at  Jcfu's  feet. 

4  When  (hall  mine  eyes  behold  the  Lamb, 
The  God  of  my  falvation  fee  ? 

Weary,  O  Lord,  thou  know 'ft  1  am, 
Yet  ftill  I  cannot  come  to  tliee. 

5  Reft  for  my  foul  I  long  to  find  ; 
Saviour,  ii  mine  indeed  theu  art^ 


94—]  HYMN    CXIV. 

Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind. 
And  ftamp  thine  image  on  my  heart, 

4  I  would  (but  thou  muft  give  the  pow'r) 
My  heart  were  from  its  fms  released  : 

Oh,  let  me  fee  that  happy  hour, 

'Twill  fill  my  foul  with  heav'niy  peace. 

5  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  finner  cheer, 
Let  not  my  Jefus  long  delay, 

Appear  in  my  poor  heart,  appear, 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  I  pray. 


HYMM    CXIV.       L.    M. 

A Jinner  fuhmitttng  to  God, 

I  WEARY  of  ftruggling  with  my  pain, 
Hopelefs  to  burft  this  finful  chain, 
At  length  I  give  the  conteil  o'er, 
Andfeek  to  free  myfeif  no  more. 
%  From  my  own  works  at  laft  I  ceafe— 
God  that  creates  muft  feal  my  peace  ; 
Fruitlefs  my  toil  and  vain  my  care, 
Unlefs  thy  fov' reign  grace  I  fliarC' 

3  Lord,  I  defpair  myfeif  toxical, 
1  fee  my  fin  but  cannot  feel ; 

I  cannot,  till  thy  fpirit  blow. 
And  bid  th'  obedient  waters  flow. 

4  'Tis  thine,  a  heart  of  flefli  to  give. 
Thy  gifts  I  only  can  receive  ; 

Here  then  to  thee  I  all  refign, 

To  draw,  redeem,  and  feal  is  thine- . 

5  With  fimple  truth  to  thee  I  call, 
My  light,  my  life,  my  Lord,  my  all : 
I  wait  the  moving  of  the  pool — 

I  wait  the  word  that  fpeaks  me  whole. 


HYMN     CXV.  [— 9j 

6  Speak,  gracious  Lord,  my  ficknefs  cure, 
Make  my  infeded  nature  pure  ; 
Peace,  righteoufnefs,  and  joy  impart, 
And  pour  thyfelf  into  my  heart. 


HYMN     CXV.        L.     M. 

Invitation  tejinneru  '' 

1  SINNERS,  obey  the  gofpel  word, 
Hafte  to  the  fupper  of  your  Lord  •. 
Be  wife  to  know  your  gracious  day, 
All  things  are  ready,  come  away. 

a  Ready  the  father  is  to  own, 
And  kifs  his  late  returning  Son, 
Ready  the  gracious  Saviour  {lands 
And  fpreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hand*. 

3  Ready  the  fpirit  from  above, 
To  fill  the  Unful  heart  with  love, 
T'  apply  and  witnefs  Jefu's  blood. 
And  walh  and  feal  you  fons  of  God- 

4  Ready  for  you  the  Angels  wait, 
To  triumph  in  your  bleft  eftate  ; 
Tuning  their  harps  by  which  they  praifc. 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 

5  Come  then,  ye  finners,  to  the  Lord, 
To  happinefs  in  Chrifl  reftor'd  ; 

His  profFer'd  benefits  embrace. 
The  plenitude  of  gofpel  grace. 

6  Oh,  quit  this  world's  deltifive  charms. 
And  quickly  fly  to  Jefu's  arms  ; 
Wreftle  until  your  God  is  known. 

Till  yeu  can  call  the  Lord  your  own, 


96—]  HYMN    CXVI. 

HYMN    CXVI.       C.    M. 

Fortitude  under  reproaches, 

1  DIDST  thou,  dear  Jefus,  fufFer  (hame, 

And  bear  the  crofs  for  me  ? 
And  fhall  I  fear  to  own  thy  name, 

Or  fhall  I  bafely  flee  ? 

a  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  fhould  dread, 

To  fuffer  fhame  or  lofs  ; 
Oh,  let  me  I!i  thy  footfteps  tread, 

And  glory  in  thy  crofs. 

3  Infpire  my  foul  with  life  divine, 
And  holy  courag'e  bold  j 

Let  knowledge,  faith,  and  meeknefs  fliinc, 
Nor  love,  nor  zeal  grow  cold. 

4  Say  to  my  foul,  why  doft  thou  fear 
The  face  of  feeble  man  ? 

Behold  thy  heav'nly  captain's  here. 
Before  thee  in  the  van. 

5  Oh,  how  my  foul  would  rife  and  run, 
At  this  reviving  word  ; 

No^r  any  painful  fuff'rings  ihun. 
To  follow  thee,  my  Lord. 

6  Let  finful  men  reproach,  defame, 
And  call  me  what  they  will; 

If  1  may  glorify  thy  name, 
And  be  thy  fervant  ftill. 


HYMN     CXVII.       C.     M. 

The  Go/pel  fuited  to  the  ivanU  of  alL 
1  JESUS,  thy  hleflings  are  not  few, 

Nor  is  thy  gofpel  weak  ; 
Thy  grace  can  melt  trie  fliibbom  Jew, 

And  heal  the  dying  Greek, 


HYMN     CXVllI. 

a  Wide  as  the  reach  of  Satan's  rage, 

Does  thy  falvation  flow  ; 
It's  not  confin'd  to  fex  or  age, 

The  lofty  or  the  low. 

3  While  grace  is  offer'd  to  the  prince, 
The  poor  may  take  their  fliare ; 

No  mortal  has  a  ]uft  pretence, 
To  perifli  in  defpair- 

4  Come,  all  ye  wretched  finners,  come, 
He'll  form  your  fouls  anew ; 

His  gofpel  and  his  heart  have  room 
For  rebels  fuch  as  you. 


HYMN     CXVIII.       L.     M. 

'^he  Excellency  of  the  Priefihood  of  Chnd- 

'MIDST  all  the  priefts  of  Jewilh  race, 
jefus  the  moft  illuftrions  {lands : 
The  radiant  ^eauty  of  his  face 
Superior  love  and  awe  demands- 

z  Not  Aaron  or  Melchizcdeck 
Could  claim  fuch  high  defcent  as  he  ; 
His  nature  and  his  name  befpeak 
His  unexampled  pedigree- 

3  Defcending  from  the  throne  above, 
He  bears  th'  endearing  name  of  fjn ; 
Drefs'd  in  our  fieTa  and  mov'd  by  love. 
He  puts  his  prieflly  garments  on. 

4  Se^!  he  prefcnts  Ms  facrince. 
An  oi5''ring  moft  divinely  fweet ; 
While  clouds  of  fragrant  incenfe  rife, 
And  cover  o'er  the  mercy  feat. 

5  The  father  with  approving  fmile, 
Accepts  the  off'ri^g  of  his  fon : 


•,-^j  H  Y  M  N     CXIX, 

I'-w -rys  the  wondering;  angels  feel, 
And  kttile  to  bear  the  tidings  down. 

6  The  "whelcome  news  their  lips  repeat, 
Gives  facred  plcafure  to  my  bread ; 
Henceforth,  my  foul,  thy  caufe  commit 
i  0  Chfift,  thy  advocate  and  prieft. 


KYMN     CXIX.        L.     M. 

Cfirl/i  the  Way  to  the  heavenly  Canaan, 
•    JESUS,  my  all,  to  heav'n  is  gene, 
He  whom  I  iix  my  hopes  upon  ; 
His  track  I  iee,  and  I'll  purfue 
7  he  nTirrow  way  till  him  1  view. 

c  The  -way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  lead^  from  banifhment, 
The  Icing's  highway  of  holinefs 
111  go,  for  all  hii  paths  are  peace, 

3  'i  his  is  the  way  I  long  have  feught, 
Andmourn'dbecaufe  I  found  it  not; 
My  grief,  my  burden  lung  has  been, 
Ljcaufe  I  could  not  ceafe  from  fin. 

4  Tlis  more  I  llrove  againll  its  pow'r, 
I  rnn'd  and  flumbled  but  the  more, 
Tiii  Ute  I  heard  my  Saviour  fay, 
Ccnie  hither,  foul,  "  I  am  the  way.'' 

c  Lo !  glad  \  come,  and  thou  bled  Iamb, 
SbiJt  take  mc  to  thee  as  I  am  ; 
l<'othlag  but  fin  I  thee  can  give, 
l-Tothli)g  but  love  ihall  I  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  Tinners  round, 
V  ^at  a  dear  Savlo'jr  I  have  fcurd ; 
\   :  ')>';nt  to  thy  redeeming  hlood. 
•  .    .  u  ^>.ho!.' ^'  -^-■-  ^.'.  God.*' 


H  y  M  N     CXX.  [-99 

HYMN     CIvX.        C.     M. 

Mercy  prevailing.  ■    Ezek.  xvi.  63- 
I   ONCE  periOiing  in  bleed  i  iay, 

Creatures  no  htlp  could  gi^w;; 
But  Jefuo  paiVd  me  in  the  way, 

He  fa-'v,  and  bade  nnc  live, 
a  Oh,  can  i  f.  er  that  day  fcrgct, 

V/hen  Jel'us  kindly  fyu\z  ! 
"  Poor  Xoul,  my  blood  has  paid  thy  debt, 

And  now  I  brake  thy  yoke- 

3  Behold,  I  take- thee  for  niv  own, 
And  give   myfelf  to  thee  ; 

r  rfakc  the  idols  thou  haft  knovN'n, 
And  yield  thyfeif  to  mie." 

4  Ah,  wcrthleis  heart !   it  proniib'd  fair, 
And  faid  it  wouid  be  tliine ; 

I  litnie  thought  it  e'er  would  dare 
Again  with  idols  join. 

5  LORD,  doft  thou  fuch  back-flidin-/^  .-a!, 
And  pario:!  all  that's  pa't  ?     ^ 

Sure,  if  I  am  not  made  of  fleel, 
i  Ihaii  relent  at  lafi. 

6  IVIy  tongue,  -which  raflily  fpakt  hd.^.ic 
Thy  mercy  will  reftrain  ; 

:iy  I  nov/  fhall  IvoaH  ivt  more, 
.sorcenfure,  ncr  complain. 


HYMN     CXXI.        L.     M. 

The  pOTVcr  of  Divine  G^aceyin  a-if^v:r  to  Pr 
Ezelt.  xxivi.  zj — 28. 

"PHS  Lord  proclaims  his  grace  aorr>ad  : 
^  •  Joid  I  ch^r-^i  your  hearts  of  ilone  ! 
Yc-  hall  rv.'r.oi:rc?  eachidol-crod, 
Aai  ler .--  :ii>J  r:  ciie  the  LORD  alene^ 


100—]        HYMN     CXXII. 

2  My  jrace,  a  flowing  ft  ream  proceeds, 
To  wafh  your  fi!thinels  away  ; 

Ye  Ihall  abhor  your  former  deeds. 
And  learn  my  ilatutes  to  obey. 

3  My  truth  the  great  defign  infures., 
1  give  niyfelf  away  to  you  ; 

Ye  iliall  be  mine,  I  will  be  yours, 
Your  GOD,  unalterably  true. 

4  Yet  not  unfcught,  nor  unimp!  or'd, 
The  plenteous  grace  will  I  confer  ; 

No — your  whole  hearts  fhall  feek  the  LORD, 
I'll  put  a  praying  fpirit  there- 

5  From  'he  firft  breath  of  life  divine, 
Down  to  the  laih  expiring  hour  ; 
The  gracious  work  fiiaJl  ail  be  mine, 
Begun  and  ended  in  naypow'r- 


HYMN     CZXII.        C.     M. 

The  Leper  healed.      Matt.  viii.  2.  3, 

I   WHEN  the  poor  leper's  cafe  I  read, 

P\/Iy  own  dcfcrib'd  1  feci  5 
Sin  Jo  a  leprofy  indeed, 

Which  none  but  CHRIST  can  heal, 
a  Whr.t  anguifh  did  my  foul  endure. 

Till  hope  aiid  patieEce  ceas'd  ? 
The  more  i  Urcve  myfelf  to  cure, 

The  more  the  plague  increas'cL 

3  While  thur,  I  lay  diflrefc'd,  I  faw 
The  Saviour  paffing  by ; 

To  him,  though  fill'd  with  lhan:ie  and  awe, 
1  rais  d  my  mournful  cry. 

4  ]. ORD, thou  canft heal  me  i/ thou  wik, 
On,  jjicy  to  me  faew, 


HYMN     CXXIII.        [—101 

Oh,  cleatife  my  leprous  foul  from  guilt. 
My  filthy  h^^art  renew. 

5   He  heard,  and  with  a  gracious  look, 

Pronouncd  the  healirg  word  ; 
*'  I  will — ^be  clean,"  and  while  he  fpoke, 

I  felt  my  heart  reftor'd. 

■  6  Come,  fkiner?,  feize  the  prefent  hour, 

The  SavioTir's  grace  to  prove  ; 
.  He  can  relieve,  for  he  is  pow'r, 
h       He  will,  for  he  is  love- 


HYMN     CXXIII.        L.     M. 

Barrennefs  andindiveU'ing  Sin. 
1   LORD,  I'm  defil'd  in  every  part, 
Barren  my  life,  and  cold  my  heart, 
Yet  fometime3,  through  thy  fov'reign  grace, 

1  catch  a  glinipfe  of  Jefu's  face. 

2  This  gives  my  drowfy  heart  a  fpring, 
I  fain  would  rife,  and  fain  would  fuig  ; 
But  foon  a  cloud  rolls  in  between. 

All  black  with  fome  indwelling  fin. 
i^  3  My  notes  then  faoJtcr  on  my  tor.gue, 
The  foul  contagion  fpoils  my  fong  ; 
But  Thou,  who  doft  the  world  control, 
Speak  but  the  word,  I  fiiall  be  whole. 


HYMN    CXXIV.       C.     M. 
The  Power  of  Faith. 

1  FAITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  blifs, 
And  Ave 3  mt  from  i^5  fnarc^  ; 

Its  aid  in  every  duty  brings, 
And  foftens  all  my  cares : 

2  Extinguifhes  rhe  thIrA  of  iin, 
Ard  li;Thts  the  facred  fire 


loz— J         HYMN     CXXV. 

Of  love  to  God,  and  heavenly  things, 
And  feeds  the  pure  dtilre. 

3  The  wounded  confcience  knows  its  powr, 
T!ie  healing  balm  to  give  ; 

7  hat  baiai  the  faddeit  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  iive. 

4  Wide  it  unveils  celeftial  vrorlds, 
Where  dcatnlefs  pieafures  reign  ; 

And  bids  me  feek  my  portion  there, 
Nor  bids  me  feek  ia  vain  ; 

5  Shews  n»e  the  precious  promife  feal'd 
With  the  Redeemer's  bleed; 

And  helps  my  feeble  hope  to  reft 
Upon  a  faithful  God. 

6  There,  there  unfliaken  would  I  refl, 
Till  this  vile  body  dies  ; 

And  th-;n  on  faith's  triumphant  wings, 
At  once  to  glory  I'ife. 


HYMN    CXXV.      Eights. 
Faith  conquering. 
\  THEuioment  a  fumer  believes, 

And  truils  in  a  crucifi'd  Gcd, 
lis?  pardon  at  once  he  receives, 

Redeniption  in  fuU  through  his  blood. 
•i'is  faith  that  flili  leads  us  along, 

And  lives  under  preffure  and  load, 
That  makes  us  in  v^eaknefsmcrc  flrong, 

And  draws  che  foul  upward  to  God. 
t  It  tread's  on  the  world,  and  on  heli, 

it  vanciuiihes  death  and  defpair : 
ANd  Oh  !  let  us  wonder  to  ttii, 

it  wrcftlcb  and  conquers  by  pray'r, 


H  Y  M  N     CXXVr.        [-. 

Pc-rniits  a  vile  worm  of  the  duft, 
With  God  to  commune  as  a  fricud  ; 

To  hope  his  forgiveuefe  as  jufi, 
And  look  for  his  love  to  the  end. 

3   It  fays  to  the  mountains,  "■  depart/' 

That  (land  between  God  and  the  foul ; 
I  It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 

And  maken;  wounded  confciences  whole 
Bids  Gns  of  a  crimfon-Iike  dye 

Be  fpotlefs  as  fnow,  and  as  white  ; 
And  raifes  the  Gnner  on  high, 

To  dwell  with  the  anjrels  of  Ug-ht. 


HYMN     CXXVI.        C.     M. 

Faith  fuperior  to  Senfe. 
^  I  SJGHT,  heariag-,  feeling,  tafte  and  frr.eli, 
f       Are  gifts  we  highly  prize  ; 
'  But  thefe  may  downward  lead  to  hell, 
While  faith  to  heav'n  doth  rife. 

ra  More  piercing  than  the  eagle's  light. 
Faith  views  the  world  unknown  : 
Surveys  the  glorious  realms  of  hgh?, 
And  JESUS  on  the  throne. 

3  It  hears  the  mighty  voice  of  GOD, 
And  ponders  what  he  faith  ; 

His  word  and  works,  his  gifts  and  rod. 
Have  each  a  voice  to  faith. 

4  It  feels  the  touch  of  heav'nly  powY, 
And  from  the  boundlefs  fource. 

Derives  frefn  vigour  evVy  hour 
To  run  its  daily  courfe. 

J  The  truth  and  goodiiefs  of  the  LO  P.D 

Are  fuited  to  its  tafte  ; 
Mean  is  the  worldling's  pamper'd  ho-xvl. 

To  faith's  perpetual  feaft. 


JC4— ]       HYMN    CXXVII. 

6  Till  faving  faith  poffefs  the  mind, 
In  vain  of  fenfe  we  boaft  ; 

We  are  but  fenfelefs,  tallelefs,  blind, 
And  deaf,  snd  dead,  and  loft, , 


HYMN   CXXVII-      Sevens  and  Sixes. 
Dhnne  light  breaking  into  the  SouL 
I  SO-PvlETiMES  alightfurprifes 

The  Chriflian  while  he  lings ; 
k  is  the  Lord  who  rifes 

With  h'jaling  on  his  wings  ; 
When  comforts  are  declining, 

He  grants  the  foul  again 
A  icafon  of  clear  Ihining, 

To  cheer  ic  after  rain. 
0.  In  holy  contemplation. 

We  fweetly  then  purfue 
The  tkenie  of  God's  falvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new  : 
Set  free    from  prefent  forrow, 

We  cheeifally  can  fay, 
E'n  let  th'  unknown  tc-morrov/ 

Bring  wich  it  what  it  may. 

3  It  can  bring  with  it  nothing 
But  he  will  bear  us  thro', 

VJi\Q  gives  the  lilies  clothing. 

Will  clothe  his  people  too; 
Eencc.di  the  fpreading  heavens, 

No  creature  but  is  fed  ; 
And  he  who  feeds  the  ravens, 

Will  give  his  children  brtacL 

4  Tho*  vine  nor  fig-tree  neither 
Their  wonted  fruit  Ihould  bear, 

The'  all  the  fields  fnould  wither, 
Ncr  liccks  nor  herds  be  there  ; 


HYMN     CXXVIH.        [—105 

Yet  God  the  fame  abidisg, 

His  praife  fhall  tune  my  voice  ; 
For  while  in  him  confiding, 

I  cannot  but  rejoice. 


HYMN     CXXVIII.        C.   M. 

Chr'ifl  revealed  in  afanljlatn  by  the  iato, 

1  SMOTE  by  thy  law,  I'm  juftly  flain, 
Great  God,  behold  my  cafe; 

Pity  a  finner  fill'd  with  pain, 
Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face. 

2  Dread  terrors  fright  my  guilty  foul, 
Thy  juftice,  all  in  flames, 

Gives  fentence  on  tnis  heart  fo  fcul, 
So  hard,  fo  full  of  crimes. 

3  'Tis  trembling  kardnefs  that  I  feel ; 
I  fear,  but  can't  relent. 

Perhaps  of  endlefs  death  the  feal : 
Oh,  that  1  could  repent ! 

4  My  pray'rs,  my  tears,  my  vows  are  vile, 
My  duties  black  with  guilt ; 

On  fuch  a  wretch  can  mercy  fmile, 
Tho'  jefu's  blood  was  fpilt  ^ 

5  Speechlefi  I  fink  to  endlefs  nigh;, 
I  fee  an  opening  hell : 

But  lo  !  v/hat  glory  ftrikes  my  fight  ? 
Such  glory  who  can  tell ! 

6  Enwrapt  in  thcfe  bright  beams  of  psaie, 
I  feel  a  gracious  God  : 

Swell,  fvveil  the  note  ;  Oh,  tell  his  grace  ! 
Seund  his  high  oraife  abroad  ! 

E  2 


,o6— ]         K  Y  M  N     CXXTX. 

7  Now  rife,  my  foui,  adore  and  love. 
Leave  fin  and  hell  behind  ; 
Give  all  thy  pow'rs  to  hcav'n  above, 
And  praife  th'  eternal  mind- 


KYMN     CXXIX.        L.     M. 

On  the  hardnefs  of  the  heart, 

2  OH,  for  a  glance  of  heav'nly  day, 
To  take  the  fiubborn  ftone  away  ; 
And  thaw  with  beams  of  love  divine, 
Ihis  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mire. 

1  The  rocks  can  rend,  the  earth  can  quake : 
The  fea  can  roar,  the  mountains  {hake ; 
■Of  feeling  all  things  fhovsr  fome  fign, 
But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  Thy  judgments.  Lord,  unmov'd  I  hear, 
(Amazing  thought !)  which  deviis  fear  ; 
Coodsefs  and  wrath  in  vain  combine, 
To  ftir  ihis  llupid  heart  of  mine- 

4  To  hear  the  forrow  thou  haft  felt, 
r.'car  Lord,  an  adamant  w^ould  melt, 
Eur  I  car.  read  each  moving  line, 
And  nothing  move  this  heart  of  m.inc 
tr   Eat  pov,''r  divine  can  do  the  deed, 
AnH  much  to  feel  that  pow'r  1  need  ; 

r\,y  fpiiit  can  from  drofs  refine, 
J-^-A  move  and  meit  tliis  heart  of  mine. 
%  Then,  deareft  Lord,  thy  fpirit  give, 
Ard  make  my  drooping  heart  revive; 
/.'u  longer  then  fhall  1  repine, 
Vo  larger  mcurn  this  heart  of  niire« 


K  Y  M  N     CXXX.  [—107 

7   But  anthems  dwell  upon  my  tongue. 
And  this  fhall  ever  be  my  Ibng, 
'Twas  nought  but  fov'reign  love  divine^ 
That  mov'd  this  Itapid  heart  of  mine- 


HYMN   CXXX.     Sevens. 
Cb rift's  AfcenfiQP.. 

I  HAIL  the  day  that  fees  him  rife, 
Ravifh'd  from  our  vk^ifhful  eyes ; 
Chrifl  a  while  to  mortals  giv'n, 
Re-afcends  his  native  heav'n, 
There  the  pompous  triumph  waits ; 
''  Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ! 
"  Wide  unfold  the  radiant  ftene, 
"  Take  the  King  of  g'ory  in  i" 
Z  Him  tho'  higheft  heav'n  recsivcfj 
Still  he  loves  the  ea*th  he  leaves ; 
I'ho'  returning  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  cal's  mankind  his  own  ;. 
Still  for  us  he  intercedes, 
Prevalent  his  death  he  pleads ; 
Next  himfelf  prepares  a  place, 
Harbinger  of  human  race. 

2)   Mafter  (may  we  ever  fay) 
Taken  from  our  world  away  ; 
See  thy  faithful  fervants,  fee, 
Ever  gazing  up  to  thee  ! 
Grant,  tho'  parted  from  our  fight : 
High  above  yon  azur:;  height, — 
Grant  our  Ibuls  may  thither  rife, 
Foil'wing  thee  beyond  the  {kies, 
4  Ever  upward  let  us  move, 
Wafred  on  the  wings  of  love, 
Looking  when  our  Lord  {hall  ccnic, 
Lon'^ing  for  a  ha'  '■-•■  ^  '•-■.■ 


308-~]         HYMN     CXXXl. 

There  we  Hiall  with  thee  remain. 
Partners  of  thine  endlefs  reign, 
There  thy  face  unclouded  fee. 
Find  a  heav'n  of  heav'ns  in  thee. 


HYMN   cxxxi.    Sevens. 

ChriJVs  triumphant  afcenjion. 

1  JESUS  our  triumphant  head, 
P.is'n  vidlorious  from  the  dead  ; 
I'o  the  realms  of  glory's  gone, 
To  afccnd  his  rightful  throne. 

1  Cherubs  on  the  conqueror  gaze, 
Sf  raphs  glow  with  brighter  blaze  ; 
r.dch  bright  order  of  the  Iky, 
Hails  him,  as  he  paffesby  ! 

3  Saints  the  glorious  triumph  meet ; 
See  their  garments  at  his  feet ! 

liy  his  fears  his  toils  are  view'd, 
And  his  garments  roll'din  blood! 

4  Heav'n  its  king  congratulates, 
Opens  wide  her  golden  gates  ; 
Angels,  fongs  of  vi<51:'ry  bring. 
Ail  the  blifsfui  regions  ring  I 

5  Sinners  join  the  heav'ly  pcw'rs, 
For  redemption  all  is  ours ; 
None  but  burden' d  Cnners  prove 
Blood  bought  pardon,  dying  love. 

6  Hail !  thou  dear,  thou  worthy  Lord ! 
Holy  Lamb !   incarnate  word  ! 

Hail!   thou  fuff 'ring  Son  of  God  ! 
Take  the  trophies  of  thy  blood. 


K  Y  M  N     CXXXII. 

HYMN     CXXXII.        L.     M. 
Hcpe  encouraged  hy    a  -vU-u  of  the  divine  pnf-:: 

fion.      I  SaiP..  sxx-   6. 
I  WHY  finks  my  vj-eak  defponding  nva-l  . 
Why  heaves  my  heart  the  anxious  figh  ? 
Can  fov' reign  }!;ooaHef5  be  unkind  ? 
Am  I  not  lafe  when  God  is  nigh  ? 

a  He  holds  all  nature  in  his  hand ; 
That  gracious  hand  on  whic'^  I  live. 
Does  life,  and  time,  and  death  command. 
And  has  immortal  joys  to  give. 
3  'Tis  he  fupports  this  faintino;  frame. 
On  him  alone  n-.y  hopes  recUn.;  ; 
The  wond'rous  glories  of  his  name, 
How  wide  they  fpread,  how  bright  th :     \ 

A  Infinite  wifdom.!    houndIefspcv.''r  I 
Unchanging  faithfulnefs  and  love  ! 
Here  let  me  trufi,  whi!e  I  adore. 
And  from  my  refuge  ne'er  remove. 

5  My  God,  if  thou  art  mine  indeed. 
Then  T  have  all  my  heart  can  crave ; 
A  prefent  help  in  times  of  need, 
Still  kind  to  hear  and  ftrong  to  favs. 

6  Forgive  my  doubts,  O  gracious  Lord; 
And  eafe  the  forrows  of  my  breaft ; 
Speak  to  my  heart  the  healing  vv'ord. 
Thai  thou  art  mine — and  I  ara  bieil. 


HYMN     CXXXIII.        C.     M. 

A  penitent  pleading  for  merry. 
I   LORD,  at  thy  feet  we  finners  Jie, 

And  knock  at  mercy's  door  ; 
With  heavy  heart  and  dovvncafl  eye, 

Thy  favor  we  implore. 


iio—l      K  V   M  M     CXXX:V. 

2  [On  u'^,  the  vafl  extent  difplay 
Of  thy  iorgiving  iovc  ; 

Take  ail  our  heinous  guilt  away, 
This  heavy  lead  remove. 

3  We  f.nk,  with  ali  tliis  weight  opprefs-d, 
Sink  down  to  death  and  hell ; 

Gh,  give  our  troubled  fpirits  refl, 
Our  nuni'roiis  feax's  difpel-] 

4  '  Pis  mercy,  niercy  we  implore, 
Wc  would  thy  bowels  move  ; 

Thy  grace  is  an  exhaufllefs  ftjoie, 
And  thou  thyicif  art  love. 

5  Oh,  for  thy  own,  for  Jei'u's  fake. 
Our  many  fins  forgive  ; 

Thy  grace  our  rocky  hearts  can  break. 
And  breaking  focn  relieve. 

6  Thus  melt  'us  down,  thus  make  us  bend, 
.And  thy  dominion  own  ; 

l^oT  let  a  rival  more  pretend 
To  rtpcffefs  thy  throne. 


HYMM   c XX XIV.      Sevens. 

^'o/ci/:ir  in  hobe.  Ifaiah  XXXV.  10.  Luke  xii. 

1   ClilLDREN  of  the  heav'nly  king, 
A?  ye  journey,  iv.-Letly  fmg;  \ 

tm^  your  Saviour  s  worthy  praife, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  weys. 

a  Ye  are  tr?.v'ling  nome  to  God, 
in  the  way  the  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
■f>ocu  their  happirefs  fhall  fee. 

3   Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  bleft, 
Vou  near  Jefu's  throne  fhall  reil ; 


HYMN     CXXXV. 

There  your  feats  are  now  prtp?i'd, 
'  There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Foar  not,  brethren,  joyful  ftr-ri  1 
On  the  borders  of  your  Jancl ; 
Jefus  Chrirt,  your  fathers  fen, 
Bids  you  undilhiay'd  go  on. 

5  Lord  !  fubmifiive  make  us  gc, 
■Gladly  leaving  ?.U  belcw  ; 
Only  thsu  our  leader  be, 

-^•>d  \\c  ftlil  will  follow  thee. 


HYMV     CXXXV.        L.     M. 

Ixjlurn  of  joy. 

1  WHEN  darknefs  long  hz.5  veil'd  nr: 
And  fmilinof  day  once  more  ajipsars ; 
Then,  my  Redeemer,  then  I  find 

The  foHy  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 

2  I  chide  my  unbelieving  heart, 
And  blufii  that  I  (honld  ever  be 
So  prone  to  uSt  a  finful  part. 
And  ftill  indulge  ditlruil  of  thee. 

3.  Oh  !  le;  nie  then  at  length  be  taiighf. 
AVhat  lam  ilill  fo  fo'.v  to  learn  : 
That  God  is  lovs  and  changes  no:, 
Nor  knows  the  {liadow  of  a  turn . 

4  Sweet  tr^'th,  and  eafy  to  repeat !  , 
Cut  when  my  faith  is  {bar ply  tryVw 
I  find  myfeif  a  learner  yet, 
UnlTciiful,  weak,  and  apt  to  Hide. 

^5  But,  O  my  Lord,  one  look  from  thtr 
>  fn^cues  the  difobedient  will  ; 
Dvive^  doubt  and  difcontent  a.vr-', 
And  ihy  rebcil'cns  v.'orni  is  li-iii 


ir2— ]  HYMN     CXXXVI. 

6  Ty.cv.  art  as  ready  to  forgive, 
As  1  :!vi  ready  to  repine  ; 
lord,  therefore,  ail  the  praife  receive ; 
Ee  flianie,  and  k If- abhorrence,  ir.ii:e. 


HYMN     CXXXVI.        L.    M. 

Gravi/y  and  decency. 
I   BEHOLD  thefons,  the  heirs  of  God, 
.So  dearly  bought  v.ith  Jefu's  blood  ! 
Are  they  not  born  to  heav'nly  joys, 
And  fhall  tkcy  ftoop  to  earthly  toys  ? 

a  Can  laughter  feed  th'  immortal  mind  ? 
Were  ipirits  of  celeflial  kind 
Ivlade  for  a  jcft,  for  fport  and  play, 
'lo  wear  out  tini-e  and  vi'afte  the  day  ? 

^^  Dcth  vain  difcourfe,  or  empty  mirth, 
■\7dl  fuit  the  honours  of  their  birth  ? 
Shall  they  be  fond  cf  gay  attire, 
Which  cluldr-jn  love,  ar.u  fools  admirve  ? 

4  Lcrd,  with  a  heavcn-dire<5l€d  eye, 
Well  pafs  tiiefe  glittering  trifles  by 
Oh.  raife  otr  hearts  and  prfllons  higher  ; 
Touch  our  vain  fouls  wifeh  facred  fite ; 
^  Tr.eu  we  will  look  on  toys  belov.'t 
With  fuch  difJair.  as  angels  do  ; 
And  wait  the  call  that  bids  us  rife 
Tc  manfions  promis'd  in  tbc  feies. 


HYMN     CXXXVII.        L.     M. 

A  vcung  csnvert  falling  Into  darhnejs. 
I  Vvi-itN  converts  f:r It  bcgi-n  to  fing, 
Their  happy  fouls  arc  on  the  wing  ; 
1  heir  theine  is  all  redeeming  love, 
Fair,  would  they  be  with  Uuift  above- 


HYMN     CXXXVII.       [-^ii; 

2  With  admiration  they  behold 
The  love  of  Chrift  that  can't  be  told. 
They  view  themfelves  upon  the  fhore, 
And  think  the  battle  all  is  o'er, 

3  They  feel  themfelves  quite  free  from  pair, 
And  think  their  enemies  are  llain  ; 

They  make  no  doubt  but  all  is  well, 
And  Satan  is  caft  down  to  hcU. 

4  They  wonder  why  old  faints  don't  Cng, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring.. 
Ring  with  melodious  joyful  found, 
Becaufe  a  prodigal  is  found. 

5  But  'tis  not  long  before  they  feel 
Their  fjpeble  fouls  begin  to  reel ; 

They  tnink  their  former  iiopes  were  vain. 
For  they  are  bound  in  Satan's  chain- 

6  The  morning  that  did  fiilne  fo  bright, 
Is  turned  to  the  fhades  of  night  ; 
Their  hearts  that  did  with  mufic  ring, 
Are  r.owuntun'd  in  every  firing. 

7  O,  foolifli  child  why  dift  thou  boaft, 
In  the  enlargement  of  thy  coaft  ? 
Why  did  ft  thou  think  to  fly  away. 
Before  thou  leav'fl  this  feeble  clay  ? 

8  Come  take  up  arms  and  face  the  field, 
Come  gird  on  harnefs,  fword  and  Ihield  ; 
Stand  fall  in  faith,  figlit  for  your  king. 
And  foon  the  vid'ry  you  Ihall  win. 

9  When  Satan  comes  to  tempt  your  minds, 
Then  meet  him  with  thcfe  bleffcd  lines : 
Jefiis  our  Lord  has  wovi  the  field, 

And  we're  determin'd  not  to  yield. 


■!4H     KYMN     CXXXVIII. 

HYMN     CXXXVIII.        L.     M. 

Lo've  to  Chr'ijl^  prt'fent  or  ahfctit. 
I  OF  all  the  joys,  which  creatures  know, 
Jefus,  thy  love  exceeds  the  refl ; 
'Tis  the  beft  bkffing  here  below^ 
1  he  higheft  rapture  of  the  bleft. 

a  While  we  are  held  in  thy  embrace. 
There's  not  a  thought  attempts  to  rove  ; 
Each  fmile  that's  feen  upon  thy  face, 
P'xes,  and  charms,  and  fires  our  love. 

3  Hearing  thy  fpeech,  immortal  joys 
Ravifli  our  ears,  and  liil  the  heart ; 
Our  fouls  all  melt  by  thy  dear  voice, 
And  pleafure  Ihoots  through  every  part. 

A  When  of  thy  abfence  we  complain. 
And  long  and  weep  and  humbly  pray  ; 
There's  a  flrange  pleafure  in  the  pain, 
Thofc  tears  are  fweet  which  mourn  thy  flay. 

5  When  round  thy  courts  by  day  we  rove, 
Or  Cificthe  watchmen  of  the  night, 

For  fome  kind  tidings  from  ::bove, 
1  hy  very  name  creates  delight. 

6  Jefus  our  God,  defcend  and  come, 
f:>ur  eyes  jQiall  dwell  upon  t'ny  face  ; 

Tis  heav'n  to  fee  our  Lord  at  home, 
And  hti  the  prefence  of  thy  grsse. 


HVMN    CXXXIX.       S.    M. 
'Toe  good  that  I  ivould,  I  do  not.   Ro.n.  vli'   1 9. 

r   I  vv'ould,  but  cannot  fmg, 

I  would,  but  caniiot  pr^y, 
For  Sitan  meets  mc  when  I  try, 

And  frights  my  foul  away. 


HYMN     CXL.  [—115 

1  I  would,  bat  can't  repent, 

Though  I  endeavor  oft  ;     • 
This  ftony  heart  can  ne'er  relent 

Till  Jefus  makes  it  fott. 

0  I  would,  but  cannot  love, 

Thouirh  woo'd  by  love  divine ; 
No  arguments  have  pow'r  to  move 

A  foul  l"o  bafe  as  mine. 

4  I  would,  but  cannot  reft 
In  God's  moft  holy  will ; 

I  know  what  he  appoints  is  beil, 
Yet  murmur  at  it  llill. 

5  Oh,  could  1  but  believe  ! 
Then  all  would  eafy  be  ; 

1  would  but  cAnnot— Lord,  relieve! 
My  help  mull  come  from  thee. 

6  Wilt  thou  not  crown  at  length, 
-     The  work  thou  haft  beguH  ? 

And  v/ith  a  will  afford  n\e  flrength, 
In  all  thy  ways  te  run  ? 

HYMS     CXL.       C.-M. 

Th  dovbting  Chrijlian. 
I   OF  fmful  Adam's  num'rous  race, 

1  find  my f elf  moft  vile  ; 
Tome  can  Goi  extend  his  grace, 

Or  ever  grant  a  fmile  ? 
a  Can  I  be  call'd  z  child  of  God, 

Can  I  hispromife  claim  ; 
While  finking  in  the  Loathfome  flood. 

Of  inbred  fin  and  Ihame  ? 
-  Once  I  could  fhout  hispraifcs  high, 
^   And  call  him  Lord  and  king  ; 


ii6— ]         HYMN    CXLl. 

But  now  how  cold  and  dead  I  lie, 
Nor  dare  I  thin'f  to  hng.- 

4  Once  I  could  join  his  praying  flock, 
And  thought  the  union  fv/ee; ; 

Confclence  forbids  roe  now  to  mock. 
By  claiming  there  a  feat. 

5  Was.  I  deceiv'd  ?  Blefi  fpirit  tell. 
Nor  leave  me  to  defpair  : 

Sometimes  a  heav'n,  fometimes  a  hell, 
Within  this  heart  appear. 

6  Sometimes  I  feel  a  beam  divine, 
Then  God  I  own  and  love ; 

It  fceras  direA  from  heav'n  to  fhine, 
And  call  me  ilrait  above. 

7  I  (Iretch  my  wings,  and  fain  would  fly 
But  Oh,  my  ws-Jt  of  pow'i* ! 

The  vifion  ends,  I  fin  and  figh, 
And  count  the  awful  fcore, 

S  Great  God,  refolve  this  painful  flrife, 
Grant  faith  and  love  may  reign  ; 

Then  I'll  devote  an  endl els  life 
To  fing  in  higheQ.  ftraiH. 


HYMN     CXLt,        C.     M. 

^  Prayer  df  thefick  SouL 
1  THOU  great  Ph^fician  of  the  foul, 

To  thee  1  bring  my  cafe  ; 
My  raging  malady  control, 
'     ^nd  heal  me  by  thy  grace. 

a  Help  me  to  (late  my  whole  complaint, 

.But  vv];erefhal'  I  begin  ? 
Nor  words,  nor  thoughts,  can  fully  paint 

Thut  worfl  difteaiper,fiu. 


H;Y  M  N     CXLII.  [—ii? 

3  It  lies  not  in  a  Cagle  part, 

But  through  my  Iranic  is  fpread  ; 
A  burning  fever  in  my  heart, 
A  palfy  in  my  head. 

4  It  makes  me  deaf,  and  dumb,  and  bhnd, 
And  impotent  and  lame  ; 

It  overclouds,  and  fills  my  mind, 
With  foily,  fear,  and  fliamc- 

5  A  thoufand  evil  thoughts  intrude, 
Tumultuous  in  my  breafl; 

Which  indifpofe  me  for  my  food, 
And  rob  me  of  my  reft. 

6  Lord,  I  am  fick,  regard  my  cry. 
And  fct  ray  fpirit  free  ; 

Say,  canfl  thou  let  a  iinner  die, 
Who  longs  to  live  to  thee  ! 


HYMN     CXLII.        C.     M. 

0  thttt  I  were  as  hi  months  pajl.  Job  XXJX.  7^, 

X  SWEET  was  the  time  when  firfl  I  felt 

The  Saviour's  pard'ning  blood, 
Apply'd,  tocleanle  my  foul  from  guilt,. 

And  bring  me  home  co  God. 

1  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  reveai'd, 

His  praifes  tun'd  my  tongue  ; 
And  when  the  ev'niiig  fnades  prevail'd, 

His  love  was  all  my  fong- 

3  In  pray'r  my  foul  drew  near  the  Lord, 
And  faw  his  glory  ihine  ; 

And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 

1  oall'd  each  proinii'e  mine. 

4  But  now  when  ev'ning  fbade  prevails, 
My  fo-ul  in  darknefi  mouras : 


ii8~]        HYMN     CXLIII. 

And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveale, 
No  light  to  me  returns 

5  My  pray'rs  sre  now  a  chatt'ring  nolfi 
For  Jefus  hides  his  face  ; 

I  read,  the  promife  meets  my  eyes, 
But  will  not  reach  my  cale. 

6  Rife,  Lord,  now  help  me  to  prevail. 
And  make  m.y  foul  thy  care ; 

1  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail, 
Let  me  that  mercy  fhare. 


HYMN   cxLiii.      Sevens. 
The  Chrifiian  in  darknefs, 

1   SAVIOUR,  fhine  ?.nd  cheer  my  foul, 
B'id  my  dying  hopes  revive ; 

M'ike  my  wounded  fpirit  whole, 
Far  away  the  tempter  drive : 

Speak  the  v/ord,  and  fet  me  free, 

l^et  me  live  alone  to  thee. 

a  Once  1  thouc^ht  my  mountain  ftreng, 
Firmly  fix'd  no  more  to  move  ; 

Then  thy  grace  was  all  my  fong. 
Then  my  foul  was  fill'd  with  love  ; 

Thofe  were  happy  golden  days. 

Sweetly  fpent  in  pray'r  and  prair:^. 

3  Little,  then,  myfelf  I  knew, 
Little  tliought  of  Satan's  pow'r  ; 

Kow  I  feel  my  fins  anev/, 

iJo-vV  I  feel  tlie  ftormy  hour  ! 
Sin  has  \i\\X.  my  joys  to  flight, 
Sin  has  changed  my  day  to  night. 

4  Satan  a&s,  and  mocks  my  woe, 

"  Boaucr,  where  is  now  your  God  ?" 


H  Y  M  N     CXUV.         [—119 

'er.ce.  Lord,  this  cruel  foe, 

Let  him  know  I'w  bought  with  blood  ; 
Tell  him,  fince  I  know  thy  name, 
TJiOugh  1  change,  thou  art  the  lame. 


HYMN     CXLIV.        C.     M. 

Tie  con/rife  heart, 

1  THE  Lord  will  happintfs  divine 

O'l  contrite  hearts  beftow : 
r'lT'i'cll  mc,  gracious  GOD,  is  mine 

A  contrite  heart  or  no  ? 

%  I  hear,  but  feem  to  hear  In  vain, 

Inftufiblc  as  fteel  ; 
If  ought  is  felt,  'tis  only  pain 

To  find  I  cannot  feel- 

.;   I  fometimes  think  myfelf  inclin'd 

To  Icve  thee,  if  I  could  ; 
Eut  often  leel  another  mind, 

Averfe  to  all  that's  good. 

4  My  beft  defires  are  faint  ar>d  few, 
I  fain  would  flrive  for  more  ; 

But  when  I  cry,  "  My  llrength  renew," 
Seem  weaker  than  before. 

J  1  fee  thy  faints  with  comfort  fill'd, 

Wlien  in  thy  houfe  of  pray'r ; 
Eut  ilill  in  boFAlag-?  I  am  \\tA, 

And  find  no  comfort  there. 
6  Oh;  make  this  heart  rejoice  or  ache  ; 

Decide  this  doubt  for  me  ; 
And  if  it  be  not  broken,  break, 

x\i;i  ileal  itifit  be. 


i^o~]        HYMN    CXLV. 

HYMN  CXLV.     Sevens* 

Self  Examination. 

r  'TIS  a  point  I  long  to  f.nd, 
Oft  it  caufes  anxious  thought : 
Am  I  to  the  Lord  inclin'd  ? 
Am  I  his,  cr  am  I  not  ? 

a  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 
Why  this  dull  and  lifelefs  frame  ? 
Hardly,  fure,  can  they  be  worfe. 
Who  ihave  never  heard  his  name ! 

3  Could  my  heart  fo  hard  remain,     , 
Pray'r  a  taf<  and  burden  prove  ? 
Evry  trifle  give  me  pain, 

If  1  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ? 

4  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 
All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild  ; 
Fill'd  with  unbehef  and  fin. 
Can  I  deem  myfelf  a  child  ? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 
S'n  is  mix'd  with  all  I  do  ; 
You  that  love  the  LORD  indeed, 
Tali  me,  Is  it  thus  with  you  ? 

6  Ytt  I  mourn  my  ftubborn  will, 
Fird  my  fin  a  rrrief  and  thrall  ;• 
Should  I  grieve  lor  what  I  feel, 

li  I  did  not  love  at  all  r 

7  Could  I  joy  his  faints  to  meet,, 
Choofe  the  ways  I  once  abhor'd, 
FJrid,  at  times,  the  projuifefwect, 
\i  I  did  not  love  tiie  Lord  ? 

2   Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  cafe  i 
Thou  who  art  ihy  people's  ivH^  ; 


H  Y  M  N     CXLVT. 

Shine  upon  thf  work  of  grace, 
If  k  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  th^e  more  and  more, 
Help  me  rile  to  praife  and  pray  ; 
Guide  me  to  the  heav'nly  fhorc, 
There  to  fee  eternal  day  ! 


HYMN     CXLVI.        L.    M. 

^'Vanity  of  the  tjoorld. 

I  WEALTH  is  a  blcfling  only  lent, 
To  be  repaid  by  deeds  of  love  ; 
God  gives  his  bounties  to  be  fpent, 
To  hoard  them  will  his  anger  move. 

a  The  world's  efleem  is  but  a  bribe ; 
To  buy  its  peace  we  fell  our  own, 
Enllav'd  by  an  applauding  tribe, 
Who  hate  us  while  they  make  us  known. 

3  The  joy  that  vain  amufements  give, 
To  him  who  thoughtlefs  fports  and  Ung', 
Is  like  the  honey  cf  a  hive. 

When  guarded  by  a  thoufand  ftings. 

4  'Tis  thus  tjae  world  rewards  the  fools 
That  live  upon  her  treach'rous  fmiles  ; 
She  leads  them,  blindfold,  by  her  rule?. 
And  ruins  all  whom  (he  beguiles. 

J  'Tis  thus  that  thoufands  haften  down 
From  plealure,  into  endlefs  woe  ; 
And  with  a  long  defpairing  groan, 
Blafpheme  their  Maker  as  they  go. 

6  Warn'd  by  their  woes,  may  we  bo  wife, 
Delighting  in  a  Saviour's  charms  ; 
Then  God  will  take  us  to  the  ikic!', 
Fnibrac'd  ivi  evtrLfting  aims* 

F 


12Z— i      HYMN     CXLVII. 

HYMN     CXLVII.        C.    M. 
Tri-Jl  of  the  iviched  and  tie  rigktecus.  Jer.  xvii.  5, 
1   SEE  how  the  wcrthlefs  bramble  (lands, 

Beneath  a  burning  iky  ; 
■VVitherd  and  parch'd  in  barren  fands, 

And  only  grows  to  die. 

a  Such  Is  the  finner's  awful  cafe, 
Who  makes  the  world  his  trufl  ; 

And  dares  his  confidence  to  place 
in  vaiiity  and  duft. 

3  A  fccret  curfe  deftroys  his  root. 
And  dries  his  moiflure  up  ; 

He  lives  a  while,  but  bears  no  fruit. 
Then  dies  without  a  hcpe. 

4  But  h;:ppy  he  whbfe  hopes  depend 
Upon  the  Lord  alone  ; 

The  foul  that  trufts  in  fuch  a  friend 
Caii  ne'er  be  overthrown- 

KYMN     CXLVIII.        C.     M. 

Penght  in  God.      Pfalm  xxxvii.   4> 
1  GRANT,  Lord,  I  may  delight  in  thee. 

And  on  thy  care  depend  ; 
To  thee  in  ev'ry  trouble  flee, 

My  beft,  my  only  friend, 
a  When  all  created  flreamsare  dry'd, 

Thy  fulnefs  is  the  fame  ;^ 
Mi^y  I  with  this  be  fatisfy'd, 

And  glory  in  thy  name  ! 
3  Why  ftiould  thei"oul  a  crop  bemoan, 

Who  has  a  fountain  near, 
A  fcuntaln  which.wxU  ever  run, 

With  waters  fwett  ard  clear  r 


HYMN  CXLiX.         [—1^5 

4  No  good  in  creatures  can  be  found, 
But  all  is  found  in  thee  ; 

I  muftbellelTed,  and  abound, 
While  thou  art  God  to  me. 

5  Oh,  that  I  had  a  ftrcnger  faitii, 
To  look  within  the  veil, 

To  credit  what  my  Saviour  faith, 
Whofs  word  can  never  fail ! 

6  O  Lord.  I  caft  my  care  on  thee, 
I  triumpli  and  adore  ; 

Hencefcr:h  my  great  concern  fliall  be 
To  love  und  pieafe  thee  more- 


HYMN     CXLiX.        L.     M. 

The  'wonderful  love  of  Chr'tfl. 

I   COAIE,  let  me  love,  or  is  my  mind 
Hardcn'd  to  ftone,  or  froze  to  ice  ? 
I  fee  the  bltffed  fair  one  bend, 
A::i  fioop  t'  embrace  me  from  the  fkies ! 

Oh  !  'tis  a  thcugl'.t  would  melt  a  rock, 
dn-.ahe  a  heart  of  iron  move, 
at  thofe  fweet  lips,  that  hea v'nly  look 
-ould  feek  and  wilh  a  mortal  love 4 
'  v>  as  a  traitor  doom'd  to  fire, 
■  .ur.d  to  fuftain  eternal  pains  : 
]'-■:  tiiw  on  wirgs  of  llrong  deure, 
.  vfiam'd  my  guilt  and  took  my  chains. 

infinite  grace  !  almighty  charm.s  ! 
.nd  in  amaze,  ye  rolling  Ikies  ! 
fas  the  God  extends  his  arms, 
-  ngs  on  a  crofs  of  love,  and  die?. 


Did  pity  ever  ftcop  fo  low, 
.eft'd  ia  divinity  and  blood  i 


I 


IH-J]  HYMN     CL. 

Was  ever  rebel  courted  fo, 

In  groans  of  an  expiring  God  ? 

6  Again  he  lives,  and  fpreads  his  hands, 
Hands  that  were  nail'd  to  torturing  fmart  ; 

'*  By  thefe  dear  wounds,"  faith  he  ;  and  ftands, 
And  prays  to  dafp  me  to  his  heart. 

7  Sure  I  muO;  love  ;  or  are  my  ears 
Still  deaf,  nor  will  my  paflions  move  ? 
Lord  !  melt  this  tlubborn  heart  to  tears ; 
This  heart  fnall  yield  to  death  or  iov(?. 


HYMN     CL.        S.     M. 

yl  parting  Hymn. 
I  BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 

O'ir  hearts  in  Chriflian  love  ; 
The  fellowihip  of  kindred  min-Is, 

Is  like  to  that  above. 

1  Before  our  father's  throne 
We  pour  cur  ardent  pray'rs  ; 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  fhare  our  mutual  woes ; 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear  ; 

And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  fympathJzing  tear. 

4  When  we  afunder  part, 
It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 

But  we  fnall  dill  be  join'd  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  gloriou?  hope  revives 
Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 

While  each  in  expedlation  lives. 
And  longs  to  lee  the  day. 


H  Y  M  N     CLI-  [—125 

6  From  forrow,  toll,  and  pain, 

And  fin,  we  fhall  be  free  ; 
And  perfcv5l  love  and  friendfhip  reign 

Through  ali  eternity. 


HYMN     CLI.        S.     M. 

Chnjl'ian  Love,'    Gai.  iii.  28. 
I  LET  party  names  no  more 

The  Chriilian  world  o'erfpread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 

Are  one  in  Chrift  thdr  head. 

Z   Among  the  fuiiit- on  earth, 

Let  mumal  love  be  found  ; 
Heirs  of  the  fame  inheritance. 

With  mutual  bleflings  crown'd. 

3  Let  dlicorj,  child  of  hell ! 
B^?  banifa'd  far  away  : 

Tho^e  fhould  in  flrideft  frierdil^p  dwell, 
Who  the  fame  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  cliurch  below 
Refjmble  that  aVove, 

V7here  ftreams  orpleafureever  flow, 
And  evry  heart  Is  love. 


HYMN     CLII.        C.     M. 

Love  to  our  enemias  from  the  example  of  Cbriji, 

Luke  xxiii.  34.  Matt.  v.  44. 
I  ALOUD  we  fi-ig  the  wor.d'rous  grace, 

Chrill  CO  his  murderers  bare  ; 
Which  made  the  tottering  crofs  its  thronej 

And  hung  its  trophies  there. 

1  "  Father  forgive,*'  his  mercy  cry'd, 
V»'"ith  his  expiring  breath, 


lib—]         HYMN     CLIII, 

And  drew  eternal  blelTings  down 
On  thofe  who  wrought  his  death, 

3  Jefus,  this  wond'rous  love  we  fmg, 
And  whilfl:  we  fing  admire  ; 

Breathe  on  our  fouls  and  kindle  there, 
The  fame  celeftial  fire. 

4  Sway'd  by  thy  dear  example,  Lord, 
For  enemies  we'll  pray  ; 

With  love,  their  hatred  we'll  reward, 
With  bleffings  we'll  repay. 


HYMN     CLIII.        C.     M. 
All  attainments  vain  ivUh  out  love.  I  Cor-  xiii-  I,  3. 

I   SHOULD  bounteous  nature  kindly  pour 

Her  richeft  gifts  on  me, 
Sail,  O  my  God,  I  Ihculd  be  poor, 

If  void  of  love  to  thee. 

a  Not  Ihining  wit,  nor  manly  fenfe, 

Could  make  me  truly  good  : 
Nor  zeal  itfelf  could  retompenfs 

The  want  of  love  to  God- 

3  Did  I  pOiTefs  the  gift  of  tongues, 
But  were  deny'd  thy  grace, 

My  loudefl  words,  my  loftieit  fongs 
Would  be  but  founding  brafs, 

4  Though  thou  faouidil  give  me  heav'niy  Ikiil, 
Each  myll-ry  to  explain, 

Had  I  no  heart  to  do  thy  will, 
My  knowledge  would  be  vain. 

5  Had  I  fo  ftrong  a  faith,  my  God, 
As  mountains  to  remove, 

No  faith  could  do  me  real  good, 
That  did  not  work  by  love« 


HYMN     CUV.  [—127 

6  Oh,  grant  me  then  this  one  requell, 

And  I-Il  be  fati.fy'd, 
1  hut  love  divine  may  rule  my  breafi:, 

And  all  my  adions  guide. 


HYMN     CLIV.     L.     AI . 

Chrijl'ian  patience.     Luke  xxi.    19 
I   PATIENCE  !  Oh,  what  a  graca  divini 
Giv'n  by  the  God  of  love  and  pov^'r, 
That  leans  upon  a  fathers  hand, 
In  evVy  dark,  afflidling  hour. 

a  By  patience  we  LTcre'y  bear 
The  troubles  of  our  mortal  ftate  ; 
And  wait  contented  our  difcharge, 
Nor  think  our  glory  comes  too  late, 

3  Though  we  in  full  finfition  feel 

'I'he  weight,  tV.e  wounds  our  God  orduir;t, 
We  fmile  amid  our  heavicft  woes, 
And  triumph  in  our  fliarpeft  pains- 

4  Oh,  for  this  grace  to  aid  us  on, 
id  r.rm  with  fortitude  the  bread, 

•  i  life's  tumultuous  voyage  is  o'er, 
v/c  reach  the  fhores  of  endiefs  reft  ! 

5  Faith  into  vlfion  (hall  refign, 
Hope  {I'-ill  in  full  fmition  die  ; 
And  patience  in  poiT^ffion  end, 

'  :  the  bright  worlds  of  blifs  on  high. 


HYMN     CLV.        L.     M. 

Patience  from  an  ajfurance  of  divine  lovs^ 

I   DEAR  Lord,  though  bitter  is  the  cup, 

Thy  gracious  hand  pours  out  to  me, 

I  cheerfully  will  drink  it  up, 

Tkat  cannot  hart  which  comes  frOni  thee. 


t:.S— ]  HYMN    CLVI. 

2  *Ti-  £;l'd  with  thine  unchanging  love, 
Ar.d  rot  a  drop  of  wrath  is  there  : 
7'he  faints  for  CTer  bltfj'd  above, 
Were  cfter  mcft  afflided  here. 
.;  Fj-on->  J.ifus,  thy  incarnate  Son, 
1 11  learn  obedience  to  thy  will  ; 
Arid  humbly  kifs  the  chaft'ning  rod, 
When  its  fcverefl  ftrokes  I  feel. 


HYMN     CLA'I.        Eights. 

A  Prayer  for  the  promtfed  rejl  in   Chrijl. 
1  DEAR  friend  of  guilty  fmners,  hear, 

Anu  rna^rrify  thy  grace  divine ; 
I'ardon  a  worm  that  would  draw  near, 

Ar.d  nri.'ke  his  heart  to  thee  refign, 
A  worm,  by  guilt  and  fin  diftreft, 
'I  hat  pants  to  reach  the  promis-d  reft- 

-  With  hc;y  fear,  and  rev'rend  love, 
1  long  to  lie  bencatii  thy  throne  ; 

^>ii  thee  to  live,  in  thee  to  move. 
And  flay  myfelf  on  thee  alone  : 

'i'each  me  to  lean  upon  thy  breaft, 

'J  c  find  in  th«e  the  prcmis  d  reft. 

3  Cure,  Lord,  thou  wilt  thy  fcrvantr,  Keep, 

.  Andblefs  them  v.'ith  thy  gracious  fniilcs, 
.*'  gentle  fhcpherd  cf  thy  fheep, 

'l"o  puard  them  from  the  tempter's  wiles  ; 
I'low  calm  their  flate,  how  truly  bleft, 
Who  iruft  in  thee  for  promise  reft. 

4  Take  rvie,  dear  Saviour,  for  thine  awn. 
And  make  me  love  thy  rigliteous  caufe  \ 

Be  thou  my  portion,  Lord,alcr.e, 

And  bend  me  to  obey  thy  laws  : 
I,et  n-e  in  thy  dear  arm.s  be  bleft. 
And  find  in  Jice  the  promis'd  reft  I 


•     HY  M  N     CLVII.        [—119 

HYMN     CLVII.        C.     M. 

Rejoice  nvith  trembling  in  hope  of  heaven, 

I   I  WAS  a  grov'ling  creature  once, 

And  bafely  deav'd  to  earth  ; 
I  wanted  wifdom  to  renounce 

The  clod  that  gave  me  birth. 

%  But  God  hath  fpoke  from  hcav'n  above, 

And  blefl  a  guilty  worm  ; 
Hath  giv'n  the  wings  of  joy  and  love 

To  ieek  aa  Angei's  form. 

3  With  thefe  to  Pifgah's  top  I  fly, 
And  there  delighted  ftand  ; 

1  hear  the  promife  from  on  high. 
And  view  the  glorious  land. 

4  Blcft  Lord  of  all  the  vafl  domain, 
This  promife  is  to  me  ; 

The  length,  the  breadth,  and  all  the  plain, 
And  more  than  faith  can  fee. 

5  Though  comforting  this  gracious  pledge, 
To  thee  for  help  1  call, 

Fcr  ftill  I  ftand  on  Pifgah's  edge  ; 
Uphold  me  left  I  fall ! 

6  Though  much  exalted  by  the  Lord, 
My  ftrength  is  not  my  own  ; 

Oh,  let  me  tremble  at  his  word, 
Then  none  fhall  caft  me  down. 


HYMv  CLviii.     Eights  and  Sevens. 
Trujiing  in  the  grace  of  Chriji, 
I  'TIS  the  Lord  thus  lar  hath  brought  rae, 
By  his  watchful  tender  care  ; 
Sure  'tis  he  himfelf  hath  taught  me 
How  to  feck  his  face  by  pray  r  j 
F  » 


,  .0-1         HYMN     CLIX. 

After  fo  much  mercy  paft, 
Will  he  give  me  up  at  lall  ? 

4  True  I've  been  a  guilty  creature, 
And  have  fmn'd  againft  his  grace  ; 
But  forgivenefs  is  his  nature, 
Though  hejuftly  hides  his  face  : 
Ere  he  call'd  me,  well  he  knew 
What  a  heart  like  mine  would  do. 

3  In  the  Saviour's  interceflion, 

Therefore  ftill  I  vi'iil  confide ; 
Lord  accept  my  free  confeflion  : 
Though  I've  fmn'd,  yet  thou  hafl  dy'd  : 
This  is  all  I  have  to  plead, 
This  is  all  the  plea  I  need. 


HYMN     CLIX.        C.     M. 
A  prayer  for  the,  rejloration  cf  tie  di'-jine  p  reft  nte. 

1   BLEST  Saviour,  by  thy  pow'rful  word. 

Once  night  was  turn'd  to  day  ; 
And  thy  falvation  joy  reftor'd, 

Which  I  had  fm'd  aw?.y. 

%  =Twas  then  I  wonder'd  and  ador'd. 

To  fee  thy  grace  divine  ; 
I  felt  thy  love,  I  pr&is'd  the  Lord, 

Who  made  fuch  bleiTings  mine. 

3  Wilt  thou  not  flill  vouchfafe  to  own 
A  wretch  fo  vile  as  I  ? 

]May  I  not  flill  approach  thy  tlirone, 
And  Abba  father  cry  ? 

4  Lord,  fpeak  a  gradcus  word  again, 
And  cheer  my  droopiig  heart, 

No  voice  but  thire  can  fot  the  my  pain, 
Of  bid  my  fears  depart. 


H  Y.M  N     CLX.  [—131 

HYMN     CLX.        L.     M. 

Th^  burdened  foul  praying  for  relief. 
1   WITH  kind  compaflTion  hear  my  cry, 

0  Jefus,  Lord  of  life  on  high  ! 
And  on  thy  fervant's  drooping  head, 

1  he  dews  of  blefling  fweetly  flied. 

2  Change  all  my  fad  complaints  to  eafe, 
To  cheerful  notes  of  endlefs  praife  ; 

A  fenfe  of  pard'ning  favor  give, 
And  raife  my  mind  and  bid  me  live. 

3  My  fears  of  danger  while  I  breathe, 
My  dread  of  endlefs  hell  beneath, 
My  fenfe  of  forrow  for  my  fin, 

To  fpringing  comfort  change  within. 

4  Be  not  to  me  a  judge  fevere. 
For  fo  thy  prefcnce  who  can  bear  ? 
But  oh,  regard  my  mournful  cry, 
And  look  with  mercy's  gracious  eye. 

5  Then  grant,  O  Lord,  that  I  may  burn 
To  make  my  Saviour  fome  return, 

And  be  my  heart  infnir'd  to  rife, 
On  wings  of  love  to  yonder  Ikies, 

6  Lead  me  with  joy  to  bear  my  crofs, 
Defpifing  ev'ry  grief  and  lofs. 

Since  thou,  defpifing  (hame  and  pain, 
Stretch'd  on  the  bloody  crofs  wafl  jQain. 


HYMN     CLXI.        L.     M. 

Prayer  of  a  Penitent.      Pfa-   vi.   Paraphraftd. 

I   OH,  that  the  Lord  would  hear  my  cry. 
And  flay  his  anger  left  I  die  ! 
Thy  wrath  is  jufi: — yet,  Oh,  forgive  i 
Apd  let  a  mourning  fmner  live- 


X34H        HYMN     CLXII, 

a  Shculdft  thcu  my  body  crufn  to  duft., 
1  ftill  mull  fay  that  God  is  jiifl ; 
But  yet  1  hope  thy  grace  to  Ihare, 
That  mercy  will  the  finner  fpare. 

5   In  aH  fiiy  frame,  wirhout,  within, 
I  feel  the  fad  eifc6ls  of  fin  ; 
JIow  long,  my  God,  mud  I  complain, 
And  deprecate  thy  wrath  in  vain  ? 

4  Oh,  {hould  I  die  depriv'd  of  thee  ? 
What  being  elfe  can  fuccour  me  ? 

Thy  frowns  would  rend  my  foul  in  death, 
And  f:nk  it  to  the  depth  beneath, 

5  Ye  darling  fins  that  plague  me  fo, 
The  greateft  enemies  I  know, 

Depart — for  God  hatb  heard  my  pray'r, 
And  will  not  let  me  long  defpair. 

6  No  ;  1  fhall  yet  his  goodnefs  blefs ; 
And   when  this  tranfient  life  fhall  pafs, 

'Ihen  full  of  glory,  I  fnall  prove 
He  can  be  juft,  and  finners  love. 


HYMN   CLXII.      Tens. 
T/je  BachJl'iJer' s  Return. 
I   O  THOU,  my  God,  who  from  thy  throne 
fupreme, 
Art  mindful  of  the  penitential  tear, 
Kindly  difperfing,  with  thy  mercy's  beam. 

The  gath'ring  clouds  cf  darknefs  and  defpair ; 
Lord,  lend  thine  ear  !  Oh,  hear  a  finner's  cry  ! 
And  fave  a  wretch  thy  law  condemns  to  die  ! 

2,  Lcng  has  thy  gofpel  founded  in  mine  ears. 
And  once  1  tho't  I  made  thy  waysmy  chois^J ; 

Bat  now,  aks !  o'erwhelm'd  with  gloomy  fears, 
I  fcaj-cecse^hearmyhcavnly  fliepherd'g  voice. 


HYMN     CLXIM;        l-Ij3 

Qh,  (hine  again  !  revive  my  drooping  heart ! 
Subdue  my  foes,  and  bid  my  fears  depart ! 

3  Entangled  with  the  world's  dclufive  charms. 
Mine  enemies  agaliifi.  my  foul  prevail  ; 

Prevail  to  thruft  me,  wretched,  fromthin.'  arms. 

While  guilt  and  unbelid"  my  hope  afTail. 
O  Goo,  my  God,  difplay  thy  guardian  care. 
Nor  let  me  full  a  vi»5limto  dcfpair  ! 

4  Does  not  thy  promife  bid  me  reft  fecure  f 
And  can  I  trufl  thy  faithfulnefs  in  vain  ? 

Shall  not  thy  truth  fro.n  age  to  age  endure  ? 

And  wilt  tho  u  not  thy  people's  caufe  maintain  ? 
Then  fhine  again,  my  fainting  foul  reftcre, 
And  hold  me  with  thy  hand  to  fall  no  more  ! 


HYMN   CLxiii.     Eights  and  Sixes. 

Healing  from  a  'view  of  the  Crofs, 
I  WI  TH  fiery  ferpcnt?  greatly  nahi'd, 
When  IlVaers  mourning  tribes  co.nphin'd. 

And  Cgh'd  t')  be  reliev'd  ; 
A  fcrp^nt,  ftraight  the  prophet  m::de, 
Of  molten  brafs,  to  view  difplay 'd  ; 

The  patient  look'd  and  liv'd. 

1  But  Oh,  what  healing:  to  the  heart, 
D'jth  Jcfu'sgrea'-fT  crofs  impart 

To  thofe  that  ftek  a  cure  ? 
Ifrdel  of  old,  and  we  no  lefs 
The  faiie  indulgent  grace  confjfs, 

While  life  and  breath  endure. 

3  To  reafon's  view,  this  Grange  ?ff.-A 
Sjlfriglueous  fouls  will  iliil  rcjoA, 

And  pcrilh  in  their  pride; 
But  th(jfe  wii  )'re  llunof  with  fin  and  law 
D-^  all  their  rich  falvation  draw 

From  J  :fu'>  bleeding  Gde . 


i34-]         HYMN     CLXIV. 

4  May  vre  then  view  the  matchlefs  crofs, 
All  other  objevSls  count  but  lofs; 

No  other  gain  dcfire  : 
Here  flili  be  fix'd  our  feafted  eyes, 
■'■"'eeiiiing  with  tears  of  glad  furprife  ; 

And  thankfully  admire. 

5  Hail,  great  Emmanuel,  balmy  name  ! 
Thy  p  raife  the  rar.fom'd  v/ill  proclaina ; 

"rhee  we  Phyfician  ca'l : 
V/e  own  no  other  cure  but  thine, 
Thou,  the  deliverer  divine, 

Our  health,  our  life,  our  all. 


HYMN     CLXIV.        C.     M. 

Chttji':an  Ref:gnat-or}  •,   or,    God  cur  portion. 
1   MY  times  of  forrovv  and  of  joy, 

Great  God,  are  in  thy  hand  ; 
My  choiceft  comforts  come  from  thee, 

i^ndgo  at  thy  commtind. 

a  If  thou  rnould'fl  take  them  al-  away. 

Yet  v,'ould  I  not  repine  ; 
Belt-re  they  were  pofTefs'd  by  me, 

1  hey  were  entirely  thine. 

3  Nor  would  I  drop  a  murm'ring  word, 
Tho'  the  whole  world  were  gone, 
But  feek  enduring  happinefs 

In  thee,  and  thee  alone. 

4  Wliat  is  the  world  with  all  its  flore  ? 
Tisa  deceitful  cheat ; 

"When  1  attempt  to  pluck  the  rofe, 
A  jnercing  thorn  1  meet. 

5  Here  perfed  blifs  can  ne'er  be  found. 
The  lioney's  mix'd  with  gall  ; 

Midft  changing  fcenes  and  dying  friends. 
Be  thou  my  all  in  all. 


H  H  M  N     CLXV.         [—135 

HYMN     CLXV.        C.     M. 

Suhm'iffion,   and  hope   in  divine  ^oodnefs, 

I   O  LORD,  my  beft  defires  fulfil, 

And  help  me  to  rc-fign 
Lif«,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 

And  make  thy  pleafure  mine. 

%  Why  ihould  I  f-irink  at  thy  conimund 

Whofi  love  forbids  my  fears  t 
Or  tremble  at  the  gracions  hand 

That  wipes  away  vcvj  tears  ? 

3  No,  let  me  rather  freely  yield 
What  mofl  I  prize  to  thee  ; 

Who  never  hail  a  good  withheld. 
Or  wilt  withhold  from  me, 

4  Thy  favor,  all  my  journey  thro', 
Thou  art  engag'd  to  grant  ; 

What  elfe  I  want,  or  think  I  do,    ^ 
'Tis  better  ftiii  to  want. 

5  Vv^'ifdoni  and  mercy  guide  my  way, 
Shall  I  refia  them  both  ? 

A  poor  blind  creature  of  a  day, 
And  cruih'd  before  the  moth  ! 

6  But  ah  !  my  inward  fpirit  crie?, 
Stiit  bind  me  to  thy  fway  ; 

Eife  the  next  cloud  that  veils  my  Tjcies, 
Will  drive  thefe  thoughts  away. 


HYr4N.     CLXVI.        C.     M. 
ChrijVian  Sdf-Jemal,  Mark  vlii.  3  4.  Luke,ix-  2^ . 

I   AND  muil  I  part  with  all  I  have, 

My  deareft  Lord,  for  thee  ? 
It  is  but  right,  fince  thou  hafl  dons 

Much  more  than  this  k-t  ni<;. 


136—]     H  Y  IM  N     CLXVli. 

a  Yes,  Ut  it  go — cneiook  frcm  thee 

Will  more  than  make  amends, 
Tor  all  the  loflcs  I  fuftain 

Of  credit,  riches,  friends. 

3  Ten  thcufardwtrld?,  ten  ihcufard  lives, 
How  M-crth!efs  (hey  appear, 

Ctmpard  with  rh.ee,  fupreirely  gcod, 
Divii;ely  bright  ar'd  fair  ! 

4  Savifur  of  foul?,  could  Ifrcm  thee 
A  firgle  fmile  fcbtain, 

Iho'  dcftitute  of  all  thirgselfe, 


HYMN     CLXVII.        C.     M. 

S'tnarity  nrd  truth.    Phil.   iv.    8. 
1  LET  'hcfe  v  ho  bear  the  Chriflian  name 

Their  holy  vows  lu.'fil : 
The  faints,  the  fcllcwers  of  the  lamb, 

Are  men  of  honor  ft  ill, 
a  Ttue  to  the  folen-.n  oaths  they  take, 

Tho'  to  their  hu.'-t  they  fwear  : 
C^nilant  and  juft  to  all  they  fpeak, 

For  God  and  argcis  hear. 

3  Still  with  their  lifs  their  hearts  agree, 
Nor  fiatt'ring  words  devifs  : 

They  know  the  God  cf  truth  can  fee 
Thro'  every  fa'fe  uifguife. 

4  From  all  deceit  they  fwiftly  fly, 
What  ever  (hape  it  wears, 

1  hey  love  the  truth — and  when  they  d".e, 
Eternal  life  is  theirs. 

5  Lo  I  from  afar  the  Lord  cefcendsi 
And  brings  the  judgment  down  j 


H  Y  iM  N     CLXVIII.        [—137 

He  bids  his  faints,  his  faithful  friends, 
Rife  and  pofiefs  their  crown. 

6  While  fatan  trembles  at  the  fight. 

And  devils  wifti  to  die, 
Where  will  the  faithlefs  hypocrite 

And  guilty  liar  fiy  ? 


HYMN     CLXVIII.        L.     M. 

Tekel  ;  or  the fwmr  ive'igbed  in   the  balance,  and 

found  ivant'mg      Dan-  V.  27- 

1  RAISE,  thoughtlefs  fmner,  raife  thi;ie  eye  ; 
Behold  God's  balance  lifted  high  ; 

There  faall  his  juftice  be  difplay'd, 
Ar.d  there  thy  hope  and  Ife  be  weigh'd. 

2  Sec  iu  one  fcale  his  perfe(5l  law  ; 
Mark  with  what  force  its  precepts  draw  : 
Vv'ouMfl  thou  the  awful  tefi;  fuftain  ? 

Tliy  works  how  light !  thy  thoughts  how  vain  ! 

2,  Behold  the  hand  of  God  appears, 

To  trace  in  dreadful  chara6ters  ; 

'   Sinner,  thy  foul  is  wanting  found, 

"  And  wrath  fhall  fmite  thee  to  the  grotsnd" 

4  I>et  fudden  fear  thy  nerves  unbrace, 
And  horror  change  thy  guilty  face  ; 
Thro'  all  thy  thoughts  let  anguilh  roll, 
Till  deep  repentance  n^iClt  thy  foul. 

5  One  or.ly  hope  may  yet  prevail ; 
Chrift  hath  a  weight  to  turn  the  fcale  ; 
Still  doth  the  giofpel  publifh  peace, 
And  fhow  a  Saviour's  righteoufnefs. 

t   Great  God,  exert  tky  pow'r  to  fave  ; 
D-?p  on  tlie  heart  thefe  truths  engrave  ; 
The  p  ind'roHs  load  cf  guilt  remove, 
iiat  trembling  i;ps  may  fing  thy  love. 


138—]         HYMN     CLXIX. 

HYMN     CLXIX.        C.    M. 
A /inner  lamenting  ihe  dtlay  of  divine  grace, 

I  LONG  have  I  walk'd  this  dreary  road, 

Befet  with  darknefs  round  ; 
Nor  feen  nor  heard  a  fmiling;  God, 

Nor  one  bright  moment  found- 

a  Others,  who  once  did  join  my  fpeech, 

And  mourn'd  in  painful  lay, 
Now  mounting  up  with  rapture,  (Iretch 

To  fcize  a  heav'nly  day. 

3  Far  left  behind  to  feel  my  woe, 
With  harden'd  heart  to  groan. 

Each  pray  r,   each  ilruggle  finks  me  low. 
Each  breath  repeats  my  moan. 

4  The  lengthen'd  day,  the  gloomy  night, 
Draw  faft  the  bands  of  grief  ; 

Sometimes  defpair  o'erclouds  my  fight, 
And  fays,  there's  no  relief. 

5  Then  cop.fcierKre  thunders,  Sinai  fiames, 
I  try  again  to  rife  ; 

The  trial  fails,  and  confcience  blames 
My  pray'rs,  my  tears,  my  cries. 

6  If  hope  perchance  a  moment  gleams, 
And  fays,  Chrift's  blood  was  fpilt ; 

My  heart  of  fin  beclouds  the  beams, 
And  feals  my  death  and  guilt. 

7  Tis  thus  perplex'd,  forlorn,  and  loft, 
I  fpend  my  weary  days ; 

No  Jefu>  comes,  my  hopes  are  croft, 
While  others  fing  and  praife. 


HYMN     CLXX.        [—139 

HYMN     CLXX.        L.    M. 

Cod's  enfzver  to  afmnsr  complaining  of  grace  delayed' 

I   SINNER,  behold  I've  heard  thy  groan, 
I  know  thy  heart,  thy  life  I've  known  ; 
Tve  fecn  thy  hope  from  grace  proclaim'd, 
Thy  trembling  fear  when  Sinai  flam'd. 

a  To  me,  the  mighty  God,  attend, 
In  me  behold  the  fmner's  friend  ; 
'Twas  I  who  gave  thy  confcience  voice, 
Thou  hafl  oppos'd  by  finful  choice. 

3  Think  not  to  bribe  my  fovreign  grace, 
Nor  move  me  by  a  forrowing  face  ; 
'Tis  thine  own  heart  makes  grace  delay, 
And  hides  a  pard'ning,  glorious  day. 

4  Mov'd  by  thy  fear,  and  not  by  love, 
Thy  daily  pray'rs  are  fent  above  ; 
Thou  haft  not  wifh'd  ray  will  to  meet, 
Nor  lain  fubmlffivc  at  my  feet- 

5  The  holy  terms  of  gofpel  grace, 
Have  hid  my  glory  from  thy  face  ; 
To  hearts  and  wills  like  thine  oppoi'd 
The  door  of  peace  is  ever  clos'd. 

6  Should  thy  proud  will  at  length  fubmit, 
With  holy  forrow  deeply  fmit, 

Thy  voice  would  be  the  firft  to  fay, 
I'm  glorious  in  this  long  delay. 

7  Stay,  finner,  ceafe  my  grace  to  chide, 
Nor  think  thy  moans  fuch  fin  can  hide. 
Delay  no  more,  repent  and  live, 

Or  meet  the  death  my  wrath  muft  give. 


,4o— ]  K  y  M  N     CLXXL 

HYMN    CLXXI.       C.    M. 

Longing  for  Heaven. 

1  SURE  'tis  in  vain  to  feek  for  blifs, 
For  blifs  can  ne'er  be  found, 

Till  we  arrive  where  Jefus  is, 
And  tread  on  heav'nly  ground. 

2  There's  nothing;  round  the  fpreading  ikiea. 
Or  on  this  earthly  clod  : 

Nothing,  my  foul,  that's  worth  thy  joys, 
Or  lovely  as  thy  God. 

3  'Tis  heav'n  on  earth  to  tafte  his  love, 
To  feel  his  quic'^'ning  grace  : 

And  alltheheavn  I  hope  above, 
Is  but  to  fee  his  face. 

4  Why  move  my  years  in  fiow  delay  } 
And  why  this  fear  to  die  ? 

Death's  but  a  guide  that  leads  my  way. 
To  a  fuperior  fky. 

5  Dear  Sov'reign,  break  thefe  vital  ftrings. 
That  bind  nie  to  my  clay  ; 

Help  me  to  rife  and  ilretch  my  wings, 
And  mount  and  foar  away. 


HYMN     CLXXI  I.        L.     M. 

A  Chrl/iian  pajfifg  through  death  to  glory, 

1  '  f  IS  Ji.^us  calls  my  foul  away, 
I  hear  his  voice,  and  I  obey  ; 
For  furc  his  wond'rous  pow'r  to  fave, 
Strangely  perfumes  the  wafling  grave. 

a  My  weaknefs,  woarinefs,  and  pain, 
My  glorious  leader  can  fuftain, 
To  heal  the  wounds  of  fin  and  death, 
He  bids  rw  lock  to  him  by  faith. 


HYMN.     CLXXIH.       [—141 

3  Faith  like  an  anchor,  through  the  vaiJ, 
Secures  a  hold  that  cannot  fail ; 

There,  through  a  Saviour's  cieanfing  blood, 
Beholds  a  reconciled  God. 

4  This  tott'ring  frame  I  tceJ  give  way, 
My  fight  decays,  I  lofe  the  day  ; 

But  fure  I  feel  a  pow'r  divine, 
And  heav'niy  glories  round  me  fhine. 

5  In  love  triumphing  now  f  fing, 

Death  and  the  grave  have  loft  their  fling,  . 
Adieu,  corruption,  fin,  and  pain, 
With  Jefus  now  I  live  and  reign, 

6  Oh,  the  bright  glories  of  the  place, 
What  radiant  fmlles  from  Jefu's  face ! 
Too  bright  for  mortal  heart  to  bear, 
'Tis  heav'n  itfelf  to  fee  and  hear. 

7  Strangely  infpir'd,  I  find  my  tongue 
Can  fpeak  my  feelings  in  my  foag,  .^ 
And  all  the  heav'niy  armies  join, 

To  fing  Mefliah  all  divine. 


HYMN   CLXXIH.    L.   M.     In  fouF  parts. 

Death  and  Heaven, 

PART  I. 

Thefpirit's  fareivellto  tie  body  afterlorgjicknefs. 

I   HOW  am  I  held  a  priiner  now. 
Far  from  ray  God  !  this  mortal  chain 
Binds  me  to  forrow  :  all  below 
Is  ihort-liv'd  eafe,  or  tirefome  pain. 

a  When  fliall  that  wond'rous  hour  appear, 
Which  frees  me  from  .his  dark  abode, 
To  live  at  large  m  regions  where 
Nor  cloud  nor  veil  Ihall  hide  my  God  ? 


X44— ]       HYMN     CLXXIIT. 

3  Farewell  this  flefli,  thefe  ears,  thefe  eyes, 
Thefe   fnares  and  fetters  of  the  mind, 
My  God  !  ror  let  this  frame  arife, 

Till  ev'ry  dufl  be  well  refin'd. 

4  Bleft  Jefus !  tzd.kc  my  nature  whole. 
Mould  me  a  body  like  thy  own, 
Then  fhall  it  better  ferve  my  fcul, 

In  works  of  praile  and  worlds  unknown. 

PART  II. 
The  departing  moment^   or  ahfittt  from  the  Icdy, 

5  ABSENT  from  flefh!   O  blifsful  thought  r 
Wkatunhr.own  joys  this  moment  brings! 
Freed  from  the  niifchf  :f  fin  hath  wrought, 
From  pains  and  tears  and  all  their  fprings. 

6  Abfent  from  flefh  !  illuflrious  day  ! 
Sfurprifing  fcene  !  triumphant  ftroke  ! 
That  rends  the  prifon  of  my  clay, 
Xnd  I-can  feel  my  fetters  broke- 

7  Abfent  from  flelh  !  then  rife  my  foul ! 
Where  feet  or  wings  could  never  climb, 
Beyond  the  heav'ns  where  planets  roil, 
Meaf'ring  the  cates  and  joys  of  time- 

8  I  go  where  God  and  glory  {bine  ; 
His  prefence  makes  eternal  day  : 
My  all  that's  mortal  I  refign, 

For  Jefus  waits  and  points  the  way. 

PART  III. 

Entrance  into   Paradifc^  or  prefaii  ivith  the  Lcrd. 

9  AND  is  this  heav'n  .''  and  am  I  there  } 
How  fliort  the  road,  how  fwift  the  liWht  ? 
I  am  all  life,  all  eye,  all  ear ; 

Jefus  is  here— my  foul's  delight. 


HYMN     CLXXin.      [—143 

10  Is  this  the  heavenly  friend  who  hung 
In  blood  and  anguifti  on  the  tree, 

Whom  Paul  proclaim'd,  whom  David  fung, 
Who  dy'd  for  thtm,  who  dy'd  for  me  ? 

1 1  Lo !  he  prefents  me  at  the  throne 
Ail  fpotlefs ;  there  the  Godhead  reigns 
Sublime  and  peaceful  through  the  Son  : 
Awake,  my  voice,  in  heav'nly  flrains. 

12  How  fair,  thou  bleft,  eternal  word  ! 
Full  Godhead  fhines  through  all  thy  face  ! 
Thy  death  procur'd  this  bleft  abode, 
Thy  vital  beams  adorn  the  place ! 

PART  IV. 

The  fight  of  God  in  Heaven, 

13  Creator  God,  eternal  light, 
Fountain  cf  good,  tremendous  powT, 
Ocean  of  wonders,  bhfsful  fight, 
Beauty  and  love  unknown  before ! 

14  Thy  grace,  thy  nature  all  unknown. 
In  yon  dark  region  wheuce  I  came, 
Where  languid  glimpfes  from  thy  throne. 
And  feeble  whifper*  taught  thy  name, 

15  I'm  in  a  world  where  all  is  rew  ; 
Myfelf,  my  God  ;  O  bleft  amaze  ! 
Not  my  beft  hopes  or  v/ilhes  knew 
To  form  a  fnadow  of  this  grace. 

16  Fix'd  on  xny  God  my  heart  adore, 
My  reftlefs  thoughts  forbear  to  rove, 
Ye  mear.er  paffions  ftir  r:o  more, 
Cut  ail  rny  pow'rs  be  joy  sad  love 


144—]      HYMN     CLXXIV. 

HYMN    CLXXIV.       C.     M. 

Splriual  ni'mdeinefi  ;    cr   inivard  religion^ 
I  RELIGION  is  the  chief  concern 

Of  mortals  here  below  ; 
May  I  its  great  xmportance  learn, 

Its  fov'reign  virtue  know  ! 

%  More  needful  this,  than  glitt'rlng  wealth, 

Or  ought  the  world  bellows  ; 
Nor  reputation  food,  or  health, 

Can  give  us  fuch  repofe. 

3  Religion  fhould  our  thoughts  engage, 
AmidA  o'ur  youthful  bloom  ; 

'Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age, 
And  for  the  awful  tomb. 

4  O  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renew'd, 
Be  my  Redeemer's  throne  ; 

And  be  my  ilubborn  v\  ill  fubdh'd. 
His  government  to  own ! 

5  Let  deep  reperitance,  faith,  and  love, 
Be  join'd  with  gcdly  fear  ; 

And  all  my  converfation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  (incere. 


HYMN     CLXXV.        C.     M. 
Encouragement  to  trujl  and  love  God.  Pfalr.l  xxxiv. 

i  THRO'  all  the  changing  fcenes  of  life, 

In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
I'he  praifes  of  my  God  fhall  llili 

My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 
'X  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boaft, 

Till  all  who  are  diftreft, 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 

And  charm  their  griefs  to  reft. 


HYMN     CLXXVr.      [—14 

?  The  hofts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  juft  : 
Protedion  he  affords  to  all, 

Who  make  his  name  their  truft, 

4  Oh,  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 
Experience'wili  decide, 

How  blell  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  ia  his  truil  confide. 

5  Fear  him,  ye  Taints,  and  you  will  then 
Have  nothing  elfe  to  fear  ; 

Come  make  his  fervice  your  delight ; 
He'll  make  your  wants  his  care. 


H  YMN     CLXXVI.        L.    M. 

^ru(i   and  confidence  ;    or,    looi'tng  bsy9^d  pr.-fent 
appearances-   Hab.  iii.    1 7,  l8- 

I  AWAY,  my  unbelieving  fear. 
Fear  fhall  in  me  no  more  take  place ; 
Tho'  Jefus  coth  not  yet  appear, 
But  hides  the  brightnefs  of  his  face. 

z  Still  I  will  never  let  him  go, 
Nor  bafely  to  the  tempter  yield  ; 
-His  flrength  will  lead  triumphing  thro', 
I  never  will  give  up  the  field. 

3  Altho'  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 
Altho'  the  olive  yield  no  oil. 

The  with'ring  fig-tree  droop  and  die, 
The  field  illude  the  tiller's  toil : 

4  The  empty  ftall  no  herd  afford, 
And  perifh  all  the  bleating  race, 
Yet  I  will  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
The  God  of  my  fal  /ation  praife. 

G 


M^-J     H  Y  M  N     CLXXVII. 

KYMN     Cl.XXVH.        L.     M. 

Difpair  prevented  ly  trujl  in  God. 
\   LORD,  who  fliall  drive  my  trembling  fowl 
From  truft  in  thee  to  dark  defpair  ? 
V/ho  has  liuvey'd  the  facred  roll, 
And  found  my  name  not  written  there  ? 

c,  Prefumptuous  thought !  to  fix  the  bound. 
To  hmit  mercy's  fovTeign  reign  : 
Wnat  other  happy  fouls  have  found, 
Ohj  may  I  feek,  nor  feek  in  va.n  ! 

3  1  own  my  guilt,  my  fms  confcfs  ; 
Cvin  m-^n  or  devils  make  them  mors  ? 
Ot  crimes  already  nuraherlefs, 
Vain  the  attempt  to  fwell  the  fcore. 

a  Were  the  black  lift  before  my  fight, 
White  I  remember  thou  haft  dy'd, 
'Twill  only  urge  my  fpeedier  flight, 
To  leck  falvation  at  thy  fide- 

5  Low  at  thy  feet  I'll  caft  me  down. 
To  thee  reveal  my  guilt  and  fear; 
And — if  thou  Ipurn  me  from  thy  throne, 
i'ii  be  thefirft  who  perifn'd  there. 


HYMN   CLxxviii.     Eights  and  Sixes. 

Fears  removed — It  ts  /,  he  noi  afraid.   John  vi.  JO. 
I   UNCLEAN!  unclean!  and  full  of  fin, 
From  firft  to  lafl,  alas,  I've  been ! 

Deceitful  is  my  heart : 
Guilt  prefTes  down  my  burden'd  foul, . 
Eut  Jeius  can  the  waves  control, 

And  bid  my  fears  depart. 

When  firfl  !  heard  his  word  of  grace, 
Ungratefully  I  hid  my  face, 
L^ii^ratcfally  dek/'d ; 


HYMN     CLXXIX       [— M? 

At  lengfh  his  voice  more  pow'iTul  came, 
♦'  'Tis  V  he  cry'd  "  I'm  (IHl  the  fame, 
'•  Thou  recd'ft  sot  be  afrci;/!." 

3  My  heart  was  chang'd — in  that  fame  hour, 
My  foul  confefs'd  his  mighty  pov^'r, 

I  (hed  a  grateful  fear  ; 
Tfcen  liften'd  ftill  to  h<>ar  ki'?  voice, 
Again  he  faid,  ''  I'l  me  rejoice, 

"  'Tis  1,  thou  nced'ft  notf(rar  " 

4  "  Unworthy  of  thy  love,"  I  cry'd, 
"  Freely  I  love,"  he  foon  reply'd, 

"  On  me  thy  faith  be  flaid  ; 
"  On  me  for  t'/cry  thing  depend, 
*'  I'm  Jefas  ftill,  the  finner's  friend, 

"  Thou  need'il  not  be  afraid'' 


HYMN     CLXXIX.        L.     M. 

Love  to  y^fi^s, 

I  THEE  will  I  iov-e,  my  Lord,  my  towV, 
Thee  v,'iil  I  love,  niV  joy,  my  crown  ; 

Thee  will  i  iove,  with  ail  mypow'r, 
Of  mind,  and  llrength,  and  thee  alone. 

%  Thee  v.'iil  I  love,  and  blefs  thy  throne, 
Thee  will  1  love,  rny  Lord,  my  God  ; 

Thee  will  I  love,  beneath  thy  frown. 
Thy  ijniles,  thy  fceptre,  or  thy  rod- 


HYMN     CLXXX.        L.     M. 

Redeemed ftnners pra't/ing  eternal  love* 

I   TO  love  d- vine,  th'  eternal  fong, 
Shouted  around  Jehovah's  throse, 

Attend,  ye  fav'd,  ye  pardon'd  throng, 
Aiid  make  the  riling  notes  your  ©wa. 


148—1      HYMN     CLXXXI. 

%  'Tis  yours  to  fmg  th-  eternal  date 
Of  love  diviae,  and  how  it  moves 

To  helplefs  man  ;  with  triumph  great,     > 
Sing  loud,  for  God  the  fong  approves. 

3  HailBethi'em  !   Hail  the  ruddy  morn, 
Whole  rays  beheld  the  infant  God  ! 

Meffiah,  of  a  virgin  born, 

A  God  !  a  man  to  die  in  blood. 

4  For  us,  falvation  wide  difplays 
Her  amb'ent  and  refrelhing  v/ing  ; 

Thy  love,  dear  Saviour,  we  will  praii'e, 
And  ail  its  pceriefs  glories  fing. 

5  We'll  fing  the  garden  and  the  tree, 
Red  with  the  blood  that  cries  fcr  peace  ; 

Hcav'n  echoes  back  as  plca^'d,  in  tlice 
To  ihew  its  glories  and  its  grace. 

6  We'll  fing  a  note  that  high  prevails, 
Above  the  angels  free  from  fm  ; 

Who  cannot  tafle  the  love  that  heals. 

Or  fweets  of  confcience,  thus  made  clean. 

7  Thy  love,  O  Jefus,  is  the  theme. 
The  fcng  of  faints  fhall  ever  tell ; 

And  through  eternity  proclaim 
Thy  vi(5c'ry  over  fin  and  hell. 

HYMN     CLXXXI.        C.     M. 

Longing  for  nearnefs  to  God. 

I  OH,  could  I  find  from  day  to  day, 

A  nearnefs  to  my  God  ; 
Then  fhould  my  hours  glide  fweet  away, 

And  lean  up'on  his  word. 

1  Lord  I  defire  with  thee  to  live, 
Anevy  from  day  to  day  ; 


HYMN     CLXXXII.     [—149 

Jn  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
Nor  ever  take  av/ay. 

5  O  Jelus,  come  and  rule  my  heart, 

An  J  make  me  wholly  thine, 
That  I  may  never  more  depart, 

Nor  grieve  thy  love  divine. 

4  Thus  till  my  lafi:  expiring  breath , 
Thy  goodnefs  I'll  adore  ; 

And  when  my  flcili  diffolves  in  death, 
My  foul  fhall  love  thee  more. 

5  Through  boiindlefs  grace  I  then  fiiall  fpendi 
An  everluRing  day, 

In  the  embraces  of  that  friend, 
Who  took  my  guilt  away. 

6  His  worthy  name  fhall  have  the  praife, 
To  whom  all  praife  is  due  ; 

While  an.';;els  and  archangels  gaze, 
On  fcenes  forever  new. 


HYMN     CLXXXII.        L.     M. 

Thef.ruggle  betiveen  faith  and  unbelief .  Mar.  ix.  0.4- 

I  JESUS,  believing  we  rejoice. 
And  triumph  in  thy  pard'ning  voice, 
But  when  cur  imbelief  prevails, 
Our  hope  departs,  our  comfort  fails. 

C  Thy  promife  does  our  hearts  revive, 
A.nd  keep  our  fainting  hopes  alive  ; 
Eut  guilt  and  fears,  and  forrows  rife. 
When  unbstlef  o'erclouds  our  eyes- 

3  Oh,  let  not  fm  and  Satan  boaft. 

While  we  lie  mourning  in  fclae  dull ; 

Ncr  fee  tliat  faith  to  ruin  brought, 

Whl;.h  thy  own  gracious  pow'r  hath  wrougl^t, 


,5C— ]     HYMN     CLXXXIII. 

4  Do  thou  the  dying  fpai  k  inflame  ; 
Reveal  the  glories  of  thy  name  ; 
And  put  all  anxious  doubts  to  flight, 
As  fhadcs  difpers'dby  op'rirg  light. 


HYMN     CLXXXIII.        C.     M. 

Chrijl  ihehead  of  the  Church.  Eph-  iv.  15,  16. 

1  JESUS,  we  fmg  thy  matchlsfs  grace, 
'I  hat  calls  bafe  worms  thy  own  ; 

Gives  them  among  thy  faints  a  pb.ce, 
To  make  thy  glories  known. 

2  Alli'd  to  thee  our  vital  head. 
We  atfl,  and  grow,  and  thrive  ; 

From  thee  divided,  each  is  dead, 
When  molt  he  fetms  alive. 

3  Thy  faints  on  earth,  and  thof;  above, 
All  join  in  fweet  accord  ; 

One  body  all  in  mutual  love. 
And  thou,  their  commoa  Lord. 

4  Oh,  may  our  faith  cack  hour  receive 
The  fpirit  from  above, 

Thus  death  an.d  hell  ihall  ne'er  deceive, 
Nor  break  the  bond  of  love. 

5  Thou  the  whole  body  wilt  prefent 
Before  thy  Father's  face  ; 

Kor  fliall  a  wrinkls,  or  a  fpot, 
Its  beauteous  form  difercce. 


HYMK     CLXXXIV.        L.     M. 

Retirement  and  medttal'ion.    Pfalm  iv. 
I   RETURN,  my  roving  heart,  return, 
And  chafe  thcfe  ftjadowy  forms  no  tiiorc ; 
Seek  out  fome  folitude  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forfakcn  God  implor-i- 


HYMN     CLXXXV.       [—151 

a  WifJomand  pleafure  dwell  at  home  ; 
P  -tir'd  and  iilent  leek  them  there  : 
1  his  is  the  way  to  overcome, 
i  lie  way  to  break  the  tempter's  fnare. 

3  And  thou,  my  Goi,  whofe  piercing  eye- 
Diflindlf'jrvoys  each  deep  recefs, 

In  thefe  abtlraded  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  with  thy  prefence  fill  the  place. 

4  Through  the  recefTes  of  my  heart 
My  fearch  let  heav'uly  wifdom  guide, 
And  fdll  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
'Till  ail  be  fearch'd  and  puri&ed. 

5  Then,  with  the  vi'.lts  of  thy  love, 
Vouchfafe  my  iiimoft  f  ju4  to  cheer  ; 
'Till  ev'ry  grace  (hail  join  to  prove, 
That  God  hath  fix'd  his  dweiikior  chtra. 


HYMN     CLXXXV.        C.     M. 

Subm'ijp.on  under  be"  eaving  prain.ieuCiS.  Pf.  XiVi.iO 
I    PEACE,  'tis  the  Lord  Jeliovah's  hand. 

That  blafts  our  joys  in  death  ; 
Changes  the  vifage  once  fo  dear, 

And  gathers  back  our  breath- 

a  'Tis  He,  the  potentate  iupreme 

Of  all  the  worlds  above, 
Whofe  ileady  counfels  wifely  rule, 

Nor  from  their  pitrpofe  move. 

3  *Tis  He,  whofe  juftice  might  demand 
Gur  fouls  a  facriSce  ; 

Yet  fcatters,  v/iih  unweaTied  hand, 
A  thoufand  rich  fupplies- 

4  Ourcov'nant-God  and  farther  he, 
In  Chrii'b  our  blee'^ing  Lord  ; 

Wh'^fe  grace  can  heal  the  burftirg  heart. 


iji—]     HYMN     CLXXXVL 

5  Silent  we  own  Jehovah's  name ; 

Wc  kifs  thy  fcourging  hand  ; 
Ar.d  yield  our  coir.forts,  and  our  life, 

To  thy  fupreme  command. 


HYMN     CLXXXVI.        C.     M. 
Belfhazzar,  or  the  fmner  tremhling.  Dan,  V.  J,  6. 

I  POOR  finners !  little  do  they  think 

With  whom  they  have  to  do  !  • 
They  fland  fecurely  on  the  briijk 

Of  everlafting  woe. 
a  Chaldea's  king  profanely  bold, 

The  Lord  of  hofts  dcfy'd  ; 
But  vengeance  fcon  his  boafts  control'd, 

And  humbled  all  his  pride. 

3  He  faw  a  hand  upon  the  wall, 
And  trembled  on  his  throne, 

"Which  wrote  his  fudden,  dreadful  fall, 
In  charaders  unknown. 

4  See  him  o'erwhelm'd  with  deep  diflrefs  ! 
His  eyes  with  anguifh  roll ; 

His  looks  and  loofen'd  joints  exprefs 
The  terrors  of  his  loul. 

5  His  pomp  and  mufic,  guefts  and  wine, 
No  more  delight  afford : 

O  finner,  e'er  this  cafe  be  thine, 
Begin  to  feek  the  Lord. 

6  The  law  like  this  hand  writing  fland!»j, 
And  fpeaks  the  wrath  of  God, 

But  Jefus  anfwers  its  demands, 
And  car.cels  it  with  blood. 


HYMN     CLXXXVII.     [—153 

HYMN    CLXXXVII.        L.     M. 
F  arable  of tbeivhiatandtares.   Matt.xiii,  37— 4X, 

1  THOUGH  in  the  earthly  church  beloW; 

T  he  wheat  and  tares  together  grow ; 

Jefu3  ere  long  will  weed  the  crop, 

And  pluck  the  tares,  in  anger  up. 

%  Will  it  relieve  their  horrors  there, 

To  recollect  their  ftation-s  here  ? 

How  much  they  heard,  how  much  they  icnew, 

How  long  among  the  wheat  they  grew  ! 

3  Oh  !  this  will  aggravate  their  cafe  ! 
They  perifii  under  means  of  grace; 
To  them  the  word  of  life  and  faith, 
Became  an  inftrument  of  death. 

4  We  feem  alike  when  thus  we  meet. 
Strangers  might  think  wc  all  were  wheat  t 
But  to  the  Lord's  all-fearching  eyes, 
Each  heart  appears  without  difguife- 

5  The  tares  are  fpar'd  for  various  ends, 
ijome,  for  the  fake  of  praying  friends  ; 
Others,  the  Lord,  againft  their  will, 
Employs  his  counfel  to  fulfil. 

6  But  though  they  grow  fo  tall  and  ftrong, 
His  plan  will  not  require  them  long  ; 

In  harveft  when  he  faves  his  own, 
The  tares  (hall  into  hell  be  thrown. 


HYMN   CLxxxviii.    Eights  and  Sev€ns. 

Blind  Bartimeus-      Mark  X.  47,  48. 

I  "  MERCY;   O  thou  fon  of  David  !'* 

Thu.stbc  blind  Bartim'uspray'd ; 
Others  by  thy  word  are  faved, 
Now  to  me  aiford  thine  aid. 

G  2 


154—]     HYMN     CLXXXIX. 

2  Many  for  hi?  crying  ca'td  him, 
But  he  cali'd  the  louder  ft  ill ; 
Till  the  gracious  Saviour  bid  him 

''  Ccme,  and  alk  tne  what  you  will." 

3  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted. 
Though  by  begging  us'd  to  live  ; 
But  he  alk'd,  and  Jefus  granted, 
Alms,  v.'hich  none  but  he  could  give. 

4  "  Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindnef^ 
I^ct  my  eyes  behold  the  day." 

Straight  he  faw,  and  vv-on  by  kindnefs, 
Follow'd  Jefus  in  the  way. 

.5  Oh  !  methinks  I  hear  him  pralfing, 
Publifhing  to  all  around  ; 
"  Friends,  is  not  my  cafe  amazing  f 
What  a  Saviour  I  have  found  ! 

6  Oh !  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him, 
And  would  be  advis'd  by  me  ! 
Surely,  they  would  haften  to  him, 
He  would  caufe  them  all  to  fee. 

J  Now  I  freely  leave  my  garment, 
Follow  Tefus  in  the  way, 
He  will  guide  me  by  his  coucfcl, 
bring  aie  to  eternal  day." 


HYMN     CLXXXIX.     L.     M. 
Curhjdies  thi  temple  of  the  Bcly  Chofi.  \  Ccr-  vi. 

19.  I  Joha  V.  ai. 

I  AND  will  th'  OiTended  God  again 
E.eturn  and  dwell  with  finful  men  ? 
Will  he  within  this  bofom  raife., 
A  living  temple  to  his  praife  I 


HYMN     CXC.  [—15^ 

a  The  joyful  news  tranfports  my  breaft, 
All  hail !   I  cry,  thou  hcav'nly  gueft  ! 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  pow'rs  within, 
And  kt  die  king  of  glory  in. 

3  Enter  with  all  thy  heav'nly  train, 
Here  live,  and  here  forever  reign  ; 
Thy  fceptrc  o'er  my  paffionsfway, 
Ltt  love  command,  and  I'll  obey. 

4  Reafon  and  confcience  fhali  fubmit. 
And  pay  their  homage  at  thy  feet : 
To  thee  I'll  ccnfecrate  my  heart. 
And  bid  each  rival  thence  depart. 


HYMN   CXC.     Sevens  and  Sixes. 
The  pilgrim* s  Jong. 
I  RISE,  my  foul,  and  ftretch  thy  wings. 

Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rife  from  tranfuory  things, 

Tov/'rds  hcav'n  thy  native  place  : 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  ftars  decay, 

Time  fhail  foon  this  earth  remove  ; 
Rife,  my  foul,  and  hafle  away 

To  feats  prepar'd  above. 

a  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  i^ay  in  all  their  courfc  : 
Fire  afcending  feeks  the  fun, 

Both  fpeed  them  to  their  fource  : 
So  a  foul  that's  born  of  God, 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face  ; 
Upwards  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  reft  In  his  embrace, 

3  Fly  me  riches,  fly  me  cares, 

While  I  that  coaft  explore  ; 
Flat'ring  world,  with  all  thy  fnares, 

Solicit  me  no  more. 


J56— ]        HYMN     CXCI. 

Pilgrims  fix  not  here  their  home, 
Strangers  tarry  but  a  night  ; 

When  the  laft  dear  morn  is  come, 
They'll  rife  to  joyful  light. 

4  Ceafe,  ye  pilgrims,  ceafe  to  mourn, 

Prefs  onward  to  the  prize  ; 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return. 

Triumphant  in  the  fkies  : 
There  we'll  join  the  heavnly  train, 

Welcom'd  to  partake  the  blifs. 
Fly  from  forrow  and  from  pain, 

To  realms  of  endlefs  peace- 


HYMN     CXCI.        L.     M. 

The  Chriftian  'warfare. 
I  JESUS  my  king  proclaims  the  war, 
**  Awake  !  the  powers  of  hell  are  near ! 
"  Arm  with  my  grace ! "  I  hear  him  cry, 

'Tis  yours  to  conquer,  or  to  die.'' 

» 

I  Rous'd  by  the  animating  found, 
I  cafl  my  eager  eyes  around  ; 
Make  hafte  to  gird  my  armcur  on, 
And  bid  each  trembling  fear  be  gone. 

3  Hops  is  my  helmet,  faith  my  Ihleld, 
The  word  of  God,  the  fword  I  wield  ; 
With  facred  truth  my  loins  are  girt. 
And  holy  zeal  infpires  my  heart. 

4  Thus  arm'd,  I  venture  on  the  fight, 
Refolv'd  to  put  my  foes  to  flight  \ 
While  Jefus  kindly  deigns  to  fpread 
His  conqu'ring  banner  o'er  my  head. 

5  In  him  I  hope,  in  him  I  truR  ; 
His  bleeding  crofs  is  all  my  boaft  : 
Thro'  troops  of  foes  he'll  lead  me  on 
To  vicl'ry,  and  the  vid:or'g  crov/n- 


HYMN     CXCII,        i—15? 

HYNN  CXCII.     Sevens. 
Flying  to  Chrlft  linJer  Tempk-ition, 

I  JESUS,  lover  of  my  foul, 

Let  me  to  thy  bofoni  fly, 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll. 

While  the  tempea  ftill  t^  high  . 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hiir, 

Till  the  dorm  of  life  be  pall ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

Oh,  receive  my  foul  at  laft ! 

a  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Lo  !  I  helplels  h^ng  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  oh,  leave  me  not  alone, 

Left  1  bafely  fannk  and  fiee  ; 
Thou  art  all  my  trull  and  aid, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring  ; 
Cover  my  defcncelefs  head 

With  the  fhadovv  of  thy  wing  ! 

3  Thou,  O  Chrift,  art  all  I  want, 
Boundlefj  love  in  thee  I  find : 

Raife  the  fallen,  cheer  the  fuint, 
Heal  the  nek  and  lead  the  blind. 

Jufi  and  holy  is  thy  name, 
I  am  all  unriorhteoufnefs, 

Vile  and  full  of  fm  1  am. 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  frace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  Ij  found, 
Grace  to  pardon  all  my  fm  •, 

Let  the  healing  ilreiims  abound, 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  v.-ithin  ;  ' 

Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  cf  thee  ; 
Reign,  b  Lrrd,  \Tithin  my  hcarJj 

Re^gn  to  all  eternity. 


158—]        HYMN     CXCIII. 

HYMN     CXCIII.        L.    M. 

J-Iypocriies,  or  the  blajiedfig~trce.      Mark  xi.  20, 
I   ONE  awful  word  which  Jefus  f'poke, 
Againfl  the  tree  which  bare  no  iVuit, 
Merc  dreadful  than  the  light'ning's  ftroke, 
£litRed  and  dry'd  it  to  the  loot. 

1   How  many,  who  the  gofpel  hear, 
Whom  Satan  blinds,  and  fin  deceives, 
May  with  tbis  wither'd  tree  compare  ? 
They  yield  no  fruit,  but  only  leaves. 

3  Kripwicdge,  and  zeal,  and  gifts,  and  talk, 
Jniefs  combin'dwith  faith  and  love, 

And  witnefs'd  by  a  gofpel  walk, 
Will  not  a  true  profeffion  prove. 

4  Without  fuch  fruit  as  God  expcdls. 
Knowledge  v/ill  make  our  fiate  the  worfe ; 
The  barren  trees  \,<t  ftill  re_je(5l=, 

And  loon  will  blalt  ilicm  with  his  curfe. 

5  O  Lord,  unite  our  hearts  in  pray'r, 
i^n  each  of  us  thy  fpirit  fend  ; 

'i'i:at  v/e  the  fruits  of  grace  may  bear, 
And  lind -acceptance  in  the  end. 


HYMN     CXCIV*        L.    M. 

ChrUlians   endangered  by   the  cares   cf  the  ivorl 

Luke  X.   38 — 42. 

r  BLESS'D  Martha  love  and  joy  exprefs'd, 
To  entertain  her  heav'niy  guefl ; 
While  Mary,  raviflr'd  with  her  Lord, 
sit  at  his  feet,  and  heard  his  word. 

1  True  love  divine,  in  both  the  fame. 
Led  each  to  glorify  his  name ; 
Each  met  her  Lord  with  joyful  hearty 
"  But  Mary  chofe  the  better  psrt," 


11  Y  M  N     CXCV,        [—159 

3  While  one  prepar'd  her  earthly  bread, 
'1  he  other  waited  to  be  hd  ; 

One  toil'd  with  care  to  fprcad  a  f-jaft, 
^i'he  other  lean'd  on  Jefu's  breaft. 

4  Both  met  the  favor  of  their  Lord, 
His  grace  for  each  prepared  a  word ; 
Whiic  Mary  drank  full  draughts  of  love, 
Grace,  careful  Martha,  did  reprove- 

«:  Thus  Chriilians  with  the  world  are  vei'd. 
Oft  are  encumber'd  and  perplex'd  ; 
Vain  trifles  fo  cngrofs  their  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot. 

6  Teach  us,  dear  Lord,  that  part  to  choofe, 
Which   through  thy  grace  we  ne'er  fiiall  lofe ; 
Then  could  we  call  the  world  our  own, 
We'd  leave  it  all  to  fee  thy  throne. 


HYMN     CXCV.        C.    M. 
Tije  rich  tvorldling  condemned,  Luke  xii.  1 6 — 2Z. 

I  "  MY  barns  are  full,  my  flores  iacteafc; 

And  now  for  many  years, 
Soul,  cat  and  drink,  and  take  tliiuc  eafe, 

Secure  from  wants  and  fears." 
:  Thus  while  a  worldling  boafted  oiica, 

As  many  now  prefume  ; 
He  heard  the  Lord  hirnfeif  pronounce. 

His  fudden,  awful  doom. 

3  "  This  night,  vain  fool,  tliy  foul  mull  paf* 
Into  a  world  unknown  ; 

And  v/ho  fliall  then  the  llores  pciiers. 
Which  thou  hall  cali'd  thine  own  !" 

4  Thus  blinded  mortals  fondly  fcheine 

For  j-iappinsft  fellow  5 


1 6c— J       H   V  M  N     CXCVI.       - 

Till  death  deflroys  the  pleafing  dream, 
And  they  awake  to  woe. 

5  Ah !   who  can  fpeak  the  vaft  difmay 
That  fills  the  finner's  mind, 

When  torn,  by  death's  ftrong  hand  away, 
He  leaves  his  all  behind. 

6  Worldlings,  who  cleave  to  earthly  things, 
But  are  not  rich  to  God, 

Will  feel  that  death  is  full  of  flings. 
And  hell  a  dark  abode. 

7  Dear  Saviour,  make  us  timely  wife, 
Thy  gofjpel  to  attend  ; 

Tl-  at  we  may  live  above  the  fkies, 
When  time  and  life  ihall  end. 


HYMN     CXCVI.        S.    M. 

Importunate  Prayer.     Luke  XFiii*.  1—7. 

1  jESUS,  who  knows  full  well 

The  heart  of  ev'ry  faint, 
Invites  us'^all  our  grief?  to  teii, 

To  pray  and  never  faint- 

a  He  bows  his  gracious  ear„ 

We  never  plead  in  vain  ; 
Then  let  us  wait  till  h"e  appear, 

And  pray,  and  pray  again. 

3  Though  unbelief  fuggeH. 
Why  fhould  we  longer  wait  > 

He  bids  us  never  give  him  reft, 
But  knock  at  mercy's  gate- 

4  Jefus  the  Lord  will  hear 
His  chofen  v/hen  they  cry  ; 

Ye?,  though  he  may  a  while  forbear, 
He'll  help  \.\\m\  from  on  high- 


HYMN     CXCVII.       [-161 

5  His  nature,  truth  and  love, 
I     Engage  him  on  thsir  fide  ; 

When  they  are  griev'd,  his  bowch  move. 
1  hey  will  not  be  deny'd. 

6  Then  let  us  earneft  cry, 
And  never  laint  in  prayr, 

He  fees,  h'^  hears,  and  from  on  high, 
Wijl  make  our  caufe  his  care. 


HYMN     CXCVII.        L.    M. 

ExhorlJtion  to  Prayer. 

1  WHAT  various  hind'ranccs  v^-e  meet, 
In  coming  to  a  mercy  feat ! 

Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  pray'r, 
But  wiihesto  be  often  there. 

2  PrayV  makes  the  dark'ned  cloud  withdraw, 
Prayr  climbs  the  ladder  Jicob  faw ; 

Oivfs  exercife  to  fiith  and  love, 
riii.;s  cv'ry  bltlTing  from  above. 

Rcflraining  pray'r  we  ccafe  to  fight ; 
.'ray'r  makes  the  Chrlflian's  armour  bright ; 
Vnd  Sat  on  trembles,  when  he  fees 
I  he  wcakell  faint  upon  his  knees, 

.\   Have  ycu  no  words  ?  Ah,  think  again. 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow-creature's  car, 
With  the  fad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  fpcnt, 
I'o  hcav'n  in  fuplication  fent. 
Your  cheerful  fong  would  oft'ner  be, 
"  Hear  what  the  Lord  hath  done  for  m:# 


i62~]      HYMN    CXCVIII. 

HYMN    CXCVIII       S.    M. 

JVuiting  at  the  Pool.     John  v.  2—^ 

I   BESIDE  the  gofpel  pool, 

Appointed  for  the  poor ; 
From  year  to  year  my  hclplefs  foul 

Has  waited  for  a  cure. 

a  When  will  the  Lord  appear, 

My  malady  to  heal  ! 
He  knows  how  long  I've  languifh'd  here^ 

And  what  diftrefs  I  feel. 

3  How  of::en  have  I  thought 
Why  fiiould  I  longer  lie  ? 

Surely  the  mercy  I  have  fought 
Is  not  for  fuch  as  !• 

4  But  whither  can  I  go  ? 
There  is  no  other  pool. 

Where  flreams  of  fov'reign  virtue  flow. 
To  make  a  iinncr  whole. 

5  Here  then,  from  day  to  day, 
I'll  wait,  and  hope,  and  cry. 

Will  Jefus  hear  a  finner  pray. 
Yet  fuiler  him  to  die  ? 

6  No  !  he  is  full  of  grace ; 
He  never  will  permit 

A  foul,  that  fain  would  fee  his  face, 
To  perifh  at  his  feet. 


HYMN     CXCIX.        C.    M. 
Eternal  Life  in  Chriji.      John  vl-    67  —  6^ 

I  WHEN  any  turn  from  ZIon's  way, 

(As  num])crs  often  do) 
MerJiu.ks  I  hear  my  Saviour  fay, 

"  Wm  thou  forfake  me  too  .'' 


HYMN.     CC.  [—163 

4  Ah,  Lord!   with  fucha  heart  as  mine, 

Unlefs  thou  hold  me  fall, 
My  faith  will  fail,  1  ihall  decline, 

^nd  prove  like  them  at  laft. 

3  'Tit  thou  alone  haft  pow'r  and  grace. 
To  fave  a  wretch  like  me  ; 

To  whom  fliall  1  tiien  turn  my  face,    • 
If  I  depart  from  thee- 

4  Beyond  a  doubt,  I  reft  affur'd 
Thou  art  the  Christ  of  God  ; 

Who  haft  eternal  life  fccur'J, 
By  promife  and  by  blood. 

5  The  help  of  men  and  angels  joln'd, 
Could  never  reach  my  cafe  ; 

Nor  can  I  hope  relief  to  find, 
But  in  tliy  boundlefa  grace. 

6  No  voice  but  thine  can  give  me  reft, 
And  bid  my  fears  depart  ; 

No  love  but  thint  can  make  me  blcft, 
And  futisfy  my  htcrt. 


HYMS   c£.      Eights  and  Sixes. 

Pozvcr  of  Divine  Love.    Acts  ix.    6. 
1    IF  God  had  bid  his  thunders  roll, 
.And  lightnings  flalh,  to  blail  my  foul, 

I  ftill  had  ftubuoru  been  : 
But  tnercy  ha^  ray  luart  fubdu'd, 
A  bleeding  Sav: cur  I  have  view  d, 

And  now  I  hate  my  fin. 

a  Now,  Lord,  I  wcuid  be  thine  alone, 
Come,  take  poTeflion  of  thine  own. 

For  thou  haft  fct  me  free  ; 
Relcas'd  from  Satans  hard  command, 
Sec  all  my  pow'rs  in  waiting  ft?nd» 

To  be  cTiploy'd  by  thcc- 


i64— ]  HYMN     CCI. 

3  My  will  conform'd  to  thine  would  move, 
On  thee  my  hope,  delire,  and  love, 

In  fix'd  attention  join  ; 
My  hands,  my  eyes,  my  ears,  my  tongue, 
Have  Satan's  fervants  been  too  long, 

But  now  they  fhall  be  thine. 

4  And  can  [  be  the  very  fame, 

Who  lately  durfl  blafpheme  thy  name, 

And  on  thy.gofpel  tread  ? 
Surely  each  one  who  hears  my  cafe, 
Will  praife  thee,  and  confefs  thy  grace 

Invincible  indeed  ! 


HYMN     CCI.        C.     M. 

yhy  in  the  Holy  'Ghojl. 

1  MY  foul  doth  magnify  the  Lord, 
Myfpirit  doth  rejoice 

In  God,  my  Saviour  and  my  God, 
1  hear  his  joyful  voice- 

2  I  need  not  go  abroad  for  joy, 
Who  have  a  fcaft  at  home  ; 

My  fighs  are  turned  into  fongs, 
The  comforter  is  come. 

3  Down  from  on  high  the  bleffcd  dove, 
Is  come  into  my  breaft ; 

To  witnefs  God's  eternal  love  ; 
This  is  my  heav'nly  feaft. 

4  This  makes  me,  abba  father,  cry, 
With  confidence  of  foul  ; 

It  makes  me  cry,  my  Lord,  my  God, 
And  that  without  control. 

5  There  is  a  ftrcam  which  iiTucs  forth 
From  God's  eternal  throne, 


HYMN    CCir.  [— i6j 

And  from  the  lamb,  a  living  flream, 
Clear  as  the  chryilal  ftone. 

6  The  ftream  doth  water  Paradife, 
It  makes  the  angels  fing, 

One  cordial  drop  revives  my  heart ; 
Hence  all  my  joys  do  Ipring. 

7  Suck  joys  as  are  uHfpeakabla, 
And  full  of  glory  too  ; 

Such  hidden  mahna,  hidden  pearls, 
As  worldings  do  not  know. 

8  Eye  hath  not  feen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
From  fancy  "tis  conceal'd, 

What  thou,  Lord,  haft  laid  up  for  thine, 
And  haft  to  me  reveal'd- 

9  I  fee  thy  face,  I  hear  thy  voice, 
I  tafte  thy  fweeteft  love  ; 

My  foul  doth  leap  ;  but  oh  !  for  wings, 
The  wings  of  Noah"s  dove ! 

10  Then  Ihould  I  flee  far  her.ce  away, 
Leaving  this  world  of  fin  ; 

Then  (hould  my  Lord  put  forth  his  hand, 
And  kindly  take  me  in.  * 

11  Then  fhould  my  foul  with  angels  feaft, 
On  joys  that  always  laft  : 

Blels'd  be  my  God,  the  God  of  joy. 
Who  gives  me  here  a  tafte- 


HYMN     CCil.       C.     M. 

Rejoicing  in  a  revival  of  religion. 

I  HARK!  hear  the  found,  on  earth 'tis  found, 

My  foul  delights  to  hear 
Of  oyir.g  love,  that's  from  above. 

Of  pardon  bosght  moft  dtar. 


i66~]  H  Y  M  N    CCIII. 

a  God's  minifters,  a  flaming  fire. 

Are  puffing  throiigh  the  land. 
Their  voice  is,  "  hear,  repent  and  fear, 

"  King  Jcfusis  at  hand  " 

3  Young  converts  fing  and  praifs  their  kU>g, 
And  blefs  God's  holy  name  ; 

Whilfl  older  faints  leave  their  complaints. 
And  joy  to  join  the  theme. 

4  Convjnc'd  of  fin,  men  now  liegin 
To  call  upon  the  Lord, 

Trembling  they  pray,  and  mourn  fihe  day 
In  which  they  fcorn'd  his  word. 

5  God's  chariot  rolls,  and  frights  the  fouls 
Of  thofe  who  hate  the  truth  ; 

And  faints  in  pray'r,  cry,  Lord,  draw  near, 
Plave  mercy  on  the  youth  I 

6  Pour  down  a^  fhow'r  cf  thy  great  pow'r, 
On  ev'ry  aching  heart  ; 

On  all  wh©  try,  and  humbly  cry, 
That  they  may  have  a  part. 

7  Come,  finners,  all,  hear  now  God*s  call, 
*  And  pray  with  one  accord  ! 

Saints,  raife  your  fongs — with  joyful  tongues. 
To  hail  th'  apprcachmg  Lord. 


HYMN     CCin.        L.     M. 
An  aivakensd finner  lamenting  bis  pajl  fecvf'ity. 
2   ALAS,  alas,  how  blind  Tve  been, 
How  little  of  myfelf  I've  fcen  ! 
Sportive  I  fail'd  the  fenfual  tide, 
"I'houghtlefs  of  God  whom  I  dtfy'd- 

ft  I  heard  of  heav'n,  I  heard  of  heil. 
Where  blifs  and  woe  tternal  dwell  ; 


HYMN     CCIV.         [—167 

)^lr  mock'd  the  threats  of  truth  divine, 
d  fcom'd  the  place  where  angels  fhine- 

,   My  angry  heart  refus'd  the  blood 
Of  a  defcending,  fufF'rinj^  God  ; 
And  guiky  pafTion  boldly  broke 
'iholy  law  which  heav'n  had  fpoke. 

H    Th'  alluring  world  control'd  my  choice. 
When  coiifcicnce  fpake,  1  hulh'd  its  voice, 
Securely  laujrh'd  along  the  road, 
Which  haplefs  millions  firfl,  had  trod. 

5  Now  the  almighty  God  comes  near, 
And  makes  me  Ihakc  with  awful  fear ; 
His  terrors  all  my  llrength  exhaaft, 
My  fear  grows  high,  my  peace  is  loft. 

6  With  keen  remorfe  I  feel  my  wound, 
And  feem  to  hear  the  dreadful  found, 

"  Depart  from  me,  thou  wretch  ifndone, 
**  Go  reap  thy  fin,  and  feel  my  frown." 

"  Thus  ends  my  mirthful,  thoughtlefs  life, 

I'd  up  with  folly,  guilt,  and  flrife  ; 
^".rhaps  1  fink  to  endlefs  pain, 
Nor  hear  the  voice  of  joy  again. 


HYMN     CCIV.        C.   M. 

Tbt  fuccefiful  r:Jul'-je.      I  ivHl go  in  unto  the  king. 

£flher  iv.  16. 
'   COME,  humble  finner,  in  whofe  breaft, 

A  thoufand  thoughts  revolve, 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  opprcft, 

And  make  this  lafl  refolve. 

i  "  I II  go  to  jefu5,-though  my  fin 
"  Hath  like  a  mountain  rofc  ; 
I  know  his  courts.  VW.  eoter  in, 
*'  Whatever  may  oppoic- 


i68— J  HYMN    CCV. 

3  "  Proflrate  Til  lie  before  his  thronCj 
"  /\nd  there  my  guilt  confefs, 

<'  I'll  tell  hina  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 
"  Without  his  fov'reign  grace. 

4  "  I'll  to  the  gracious  king  approach, 
"  Whofe  fceptre  pardon  gives, 

«  Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch, 
"  And  then  the  fupph'ant  lives. 

5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 
"  Perhaps  will  hear  my  pray'r ; 

"  But  if  I  perifli  I  will  pray, 
"  And  perifh  only  there- 

^  "  I  can  but  perifh  if  I  go. 

*'  I  am  refolv'd  to  try  : 
"  For  if  I  ftay  away,  I  know 

*'  I  mull  forever  die." 


HYMN   CCV.     Eights  arid  Sixes. 

The  reluming  penitent. 
1  WHEN  with  my  mind  devoutly  prefs'd, 
Dear  Saviour,  my  revolving  bieaft 

Would  paft  offences  trace  ; 
Trembling  I  make  the  black  review, 
Yet  pleas'd  behold,  admiring  too, 

The  povv'r  of  changing  grace. 

a  This  tongue  with  blafphemies  defil'd, 
Thefe  feet  to  erring  paths  beguil'd, 

In  heav'nly  league  agree  : 
Who  would  believe  fuch  lips  could  praife, 
Or  think  from  dark  and  winding  way?, 

I  e'er  fliould  turn  to  thee  ? 
3  Thcfe  eyes  that  once  abus'd  the  light, 
Now  lift  to  thtce  their  wat'ry  fight, 

And  wc'p  a  filer t  flood  ; 


HYMN     CCVI.         L- 

rhefe  hands  are  rais'din  ceafelefs  pray'r, 
Oh,  walh  away  the  ftains  they  wear, 
In  pure  redeeming  blood. 

4  Thefe  ears,  that  once  could  enterta'n 
The  midnight  oath,  the  feflive  ftraiu. 

Around  the  fmful  board  ; 
Now  deaf  to  all  th'  enchanting  noife, 
Avoid  the  throng,  detefl  the  joys, 

And  long  to  hear  thy  word. 

5  Thus  art  thou  ferv'd  in  ev'ry  part, 

Go  on,  blefs'd  Lord,  to  cleanfe  my  heart. 

That  droffy  thing  refine  ; 
That  grace  may  nature's  pow'rs  control, 
And  anew  creature,  body,  foul, 

Be  all  and  Vvhollv  thine  ! 


y) 


HYMN   CCVI.     Elevens. 

And  the  foul  of  the  people  ivas  :nuch  difcouyj^eJ  Le- 
caufe  ofths  luay.     Numb,  ixi-  4. 

I   HOW  many  and  great  are  the  foeswhicliir.furc 
ThK  way  thro'  this  worldto  the  Canaan  ox  reii  ? 
The  traveller  ever  his  Lord  would  obey, 
Yet  oft  is  difcourag'd  becaufe  of  the  way. 
1  Though  Satan,  the  world,  and  corruptions 

combine, 
And  try  to  prevent  the  poor  Pilgrim's  d-c'^i:':r.  •, 
They  cannot  deftroy,  though  they  often  betray. 
And  make  him  difcour.i;T'd  beciiufe  of  the  wuy. 
3   When   good  he    would  do,   imperfcwtions 

abound,  : 

His  graces  are  weak,  and  temptations  furro'Td; 
For  many  turn  back, and  would  lead  him  a'lrci/^ 


:;:~^         H  Y  M  N     CCVII. 

Y  et  why  ihould  the  Chriftian,  of  Canaan 
deipair, 
?erples'd  or  a'arm'd  with  diflionoring  fear  ? 
i.et  him  but  his  map  and  his  leader  obey, 
Tsor  more  be  difcourag'd  becaufe  of  the  way. 

jr    In  Chrift  ineshaufllble  treafures  are  ftcr'd, 

And  Jeri'9  will  fuirable  bl-^fiings  aftord  ; 

Then  why  fliould  the  Pilgrim  be  fill'd  with 

difmay  ? 
Or  ".vhy  be  difcourag'd  becaufe  of  the  way  ? 

6  Unquerchabie  love  and  omnipotent  pow'r, 
Vv'ill  land  him  ere  long  on  the  heav'nly  fhore  ; 
There  pleafure  eternal  will  amply  repay, 
r  cr  all  the  cirecuragements  found  in  the  way. 


HYMN   CCVII.     Eleven?. 

£>;c;cdlr.g  great  cttd pre ciuus prcm'ifes.  1  Pet.  i.  4. 

1  HOW  firm  afoundation,  ye  faints  of  the  Lord, 
is  laid  fcr  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word  ! 
What  mere  can  he  fay  than  to  you  he  hath  faid, 
Who  unto  the  Saviour  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 

2,  In  ev'r^'^condition,  in  fickncfs,  in  liealth, 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth  ; 
Ax.  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  fea, 

*  As  thy  days  may  demand,  fnall  thy  lliength 

'  ever  be. 

2  '  ;Fearnct,Iamwiththee,Oh,berotdifmay'd, 

*  For  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  flill  give  thee  aid  ; 

•  111  ilrengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  caufe  thee 

'  to  fcand, 
»  Upheld  by  my  righteous  omnipotent  hand. 

4  '  When  thro'  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go, 

*  The  rivers  of  forrov/'fhall  not  overflow ; 

•  For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  troubles  to  blcfs, 

•  And  fanillfy  to  thee,  thy  deepeft  diftrefs. 


HYMN     CCVIII.         I— 171 

5  <  When  thro'  fi-^ry  trials  thy  pathway  fhall  lie, 

•  My  grace  all-fufficient  fhali  be  thy  fuppiy  ; 

«  The  flame  fhall  not  hurt  t'htc,  I  only  defi^rn 

•  Thy  drofs  to  confume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine, 

6  '  E'ndowntooldagcalimypeoplelhaliprove 

•  My  fov'reign  eternal,  unchangeable  love; 

'  And  then,  when  grey  hairs  ihaii  their  temples 
'  adorn, 

•  Likelnmbsr.heyfliallftillinmybofombeborne. 

7  *  The  foul  that  on  Jefushathlean'd  for  repofe, 

•  I  will  not,  f  will  not  defert  to  his  foes ; 

•  That  foultho'  all  helllhould  endeavor  to  (hake, 

•  I'll  never — no  never — no  never  forfake.' 


HYMN    CCVIII.       c.     M. 
T/)e  requeji. 
1  F4THER,  whate'er  of  earthly  blifs, 

Thy  fov'reign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace. 
Let  this  petition  rife  : 

%  "  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

'•  From  ev'ry  n'urmur  free  : 
"  The  blefliRgs  of  thy  grace  impart, 

*'  And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  "  Let  the  fweet  hope  that  I  am  thine, 

"  My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
"  Thy  prefence  through  my  journey  fnine, 
•'  And  crown  my  journeys  end." 


HYMN     CCIX.        C.     M. 

Waichfulnefs  an  J  prey  er.      Matt.  XX  vi.  4I, 
I   ALAS,  what  hourly  dangers  rife  ! 

What  fnares  befet  my  way  • 
To  heav'n,  Oh,  let  me  lift  my  eye?, 

And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 


J7a— ]         HYMN     CCX, 

a  How  oft  my  mofurnful  thoughts  complain, 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears ! 
My  weak  refiftance,  ah,  how  vain  ! 

How  flrong  my  foes  snd  fears  ! 

3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live , 
My  feeble  efforts  aid, 

Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  ftrive, 
Though  trembling  and  afraid- 

4  Increafe  my  faith,  increafe  my  hope, 
V/hen  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 

And  bear  my  fainting  fpint  up. 
Or  foon  my  firtngth  will  fail. 

5  Whene'er  temptations  fright  my  heart, 
Or  lure  my  feet  afide, 

My  God,  thy  pow'rfu!  aid  impart, 
Nor  ceafe  to  be  my  guide. 

6  Oh,  keep  m.e  in  thy  heav'nly  Nvay, 
And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 

And  let  me  never,  never  flray 
From  happinefs  and  thee. 


HYMN     CCX.        L.     M. 

Prayer  anfwered  by  croJfes» 

I  I  ASK'D  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow, 
In  faith,  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace  ; 
Might  m.ore  of  his  falvaticn  know, 
And  feekmore  earneftly  his  face. 

2-  'Twas  he  who  taught  me  thus  to  pray, 
And  he,  f  truft,  has  anfwer'd  pray'r ; 
bu:  it  has  been  in  fuch  a  v^'ay, 
As  almofl  drove  me  to  defpair. 
3  I  hop'd  that  in  fome  favor'd  hour, 
At  once  he'd  anfwer  my  requefl ; 


H  %  M  N    CCXI.         [—173 

And  by  his  love's  reftraining  pow'r, 
Subdue  my  fms,  and  give  me  rdft. 

4  Inflead  of  this,  he  made  me  feel 
The  hidden  evils  of  my  heart, 
And  let  the  angry  powVs  of  hell, 
Aflault  my  foul  in  evVy  part. 

5  Yea  more,  with  his  own  hand,  he  feenvd 
Intent  to  ag-c^ravate  my  woe  ; 

Crofs'd  all  the  fair  defigns  I  fchem'd, 
Blafted  my  grounds,  and  laid  me  low. 

6  '  Lord,  why  is  thi?,'  I  trembling  cry'd, 

•  Wilt  thou  purfue  thy  worm  to  death  ? 

•  'Tis  in  this  way,'  the  Lord  reply'd, 

•  I  anfwer  pray'r  for  grace  and  faith. 

7  *  Thcfe  i:>ward  trials  I  employ, 

•  From  fell,  and  pride,  to  ferthec  free  ; 

•  And  break  thy  fchemes  of  earthly  joy, 

•  That  thou  may'ft  feek  thy  all  in  me.' 


HYMN     CCXI.        C.     M.   ' 

Secret  prayer.      Matt,  vi,  6. 

1  FATHER  divine,  thy  piercing  eye 
Sees  thro'  the  darkeH  night ; 

In  deep  retirement  thou  art  nigh, 
With  heart  difcerning  fight- 

a  There  may  thy  piercing  eye  furvey 

My  foiemn  homage  paid, 
With  ev'ry  morning's  dawning  ray, 

And  ev'ry  ev'ning's  iliade. 

3  Oh,  let  thy  own  celeftial  fire 

The  incenfe  frill  inflame  ; 
While  mv  warm  vows  to  thee  afpirCj 

Thro'  rny  Redeemer's  name- 


iy4H        HYMN     CCXII. 

4  So  {hall  the  vifits  of  thy  I«ve 

My  roui  In  iecret  blefs ; 
So  Ihalt  tliou  deign  in  worlds  above, 

Thy  luppliant  to  confefs- 


HYMN     CCXir.        L.     M. 

Family  prayer.      Gen.   xviii.    19. 
I   FATHER  of  all,  thy  care  weblcfs, 
Which  crowns  cur  families  with  peace, 
From  thee  they  I'pring,  and,  by  thy  hand, 
They  were  and  ftill  (hall  be  fuftain'd- 

a  To  God,  moft  worthy  tobeprais'd, 
Be  our  domeliic  altars  raised ; 
Who,  Lord  of  heav'n,  fcorns  not  to  dwell 
With  faints,  in  their  obicurell  cell. 

3  To  thee  may  each  united  houfe, 
Morning  and  night,  prefent  its  vows  ; 
Our  fervants  there,  and  riling  race, 

Be  taught  thy  precepts,  and  thy  grace. 

4  Oh,  may  each  future  age  prockiira 
The  honors  of  thy  glorious  name  ; 
\Vhiie  pleas'd  and  thankful,  we  remove 
To  join  the  family  above- 


HYMN     CCXIII.        L.     M. 
7be  Chrifians  noblcjl  refdution.     Jof-  xxiv.  I5, 

I   O  wretched  fouls,  who  ftrive  in  vain, 
Slaves  to  the  world,  and  flaves  to  fin  ! 
A  nobler  toil  may  I  fuilain, 
A  nobler  fatisfavSiion  win. 
1  May  I  refolve  with  all  my  heart, 
With  all  my  pow'rs  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
Nor  from  his  j/fccepts  e'er  depart, 
Whof<?  ier vice  is  a  rich  reward* 


HYMN     CJXIV.         • 

;   Oh,  behisfervice  all  my  joy, 
Around  let  my  example  fhine, 
Till  others  love  the  blefs'd  employ. 
And  join  in  labors  fo  divine. 

4  Be  this  the  purpofe  of  my  foui, 
My  folemn,  my  dettrn;in'd  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  fupreme  control. 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

5  Oh,  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 
Nor  wand'ring  leave  his  facred  ways  ; 
Great  God,  accept  my  ibul's  defire, 
And  give  me  (Irength  to  live  thy  praife., 


HYMN   ccxiv.      Eights. 
Prayer  for  ajfurance. 
r   COME,  Holy  Ghoft,  my  foul  inipire, 

Bear  witnefs  that  I'm  born  again  ; 
.\)me,  and  baptize  me,  Lord,  with  fire. 

Nor  let  a  doubt  or  cloud  remain  ; 
-:ve  me  the  fenieof  fm  forgiv'n, 
.'eet  fore-tafte  of  approaching  heav'u. 

,   Ob,  give  th'  indi.putable  feal, 
That  afcertains  ^ii^  kingdom  mi-iie : 

True  h<iliners  I  long  to  feel. 
The  fignature  of  love  divins  : 

On,  filed  it  i:i  my  heart  abroad, 

f  ulnefsof  love,  of  heav'n.  of  God  ! 


HYMN     CCXV.        L.     M. 

SujfiCiency  of  divine  grace,     z  Cor.  x'.i. 

I   OPPRESS'D  with  unbelief  and  fi;!, 

I":;^ht;!:g5  without,  and-fears  v/lthin  ; 
Wi:iie  earth  and  hell,  with  force  co;iK)in'C, 
Difturb'd  and  t;rrif/'d  my  mind  : 


170—]       HYMN     CCXVI 

a  Thus  fprely  preft,  I  fought  the  Lord, 
I'o  give  mc  feme  fweet  cheerir.g  word  ; 
Again  I  fought,  ard  yet  again, 
I  w  aited  Icrg,  tut  not  in  vain. 

:^  Oh  !  'tv.  as  a  cheering  word  indeed  ! 

r.xa6tly  fuittd  to  my  i:ted  ; 

"  SvEicient  for  thee  is  my  grace, 

'I  hy  weatnefs  my  great  pow'r  difplays." 

4  Now  I  defpcnd  and  mourn  no  more, 

T  welcome  all  1  fear'd  before  ; 

"i  }iou2rh  weak,  I'm  ftrong ;  tho'  troubled,  bleil ; 

For  Chrlft"s  own  pow'r  fhail  on  me  refl. 


HYMN     CCXVI-        C.     M. 

Conteniment.      Philip,  iv.  ii. 

1  FIERCE  pafiions  difccmpofe  the  mind, 
As  tcmpefcs  vex  the  fea  ; 

Eiit  ca!m  content  and  peace  we  find, 
When,  Lord,  we  turn  to  thee- 

2  Jn  vain  by  rcafon  and  by  rule, 
We  try  to  bend  tlie  will ; 

For  none  but  in  the  Saviour's  fchcol, 
Can  learn  the  hcavii!ly  fkiil- 

5   Since  at  his  feet  my  foul  has  fat. 

His  gracious  words  to  hear, 
C(-!!tented  Vvithrny  prefent  ftate, 

I  cafl  on  him  my  care. 
4  'Tis  he  appoints  my  daily  Jot, 

And  will  do  ail  tilings  well ; 
."oon  fiiall  I  leave  this  wretched  fpot, 

And  i-ife  with  him  to  dwell. 

Iri  life  hif  grace  fball  ftrength  fupply, 
Proportion' d  to  my  day  ; 


HYMN    CCXVII.        [—17; 

In  death  I  flili  ihall  find  him  nigh, 
To  bear  my  foul  away. 

6  Thus  I,  who  once  my  wretched  days, 

In  vain  repining  Ipent ; 
Taught  in  my  Saviour's  I'chool  of  grace. 

Have  learn'd  to  be  content. 


HYMN     CCXVII.        L.     M. 

Contentment  and  patience  fro7n  the  example    of 

Chrijl.     Heb.  xii.  %. 

I  BY  various  maxims,  forms,  and  rules. 
That  pafs  for  wifdom  in  the  fchools, 
I  rtrove  my  palTion  to  rellrain  ; 
But  all  my  efforts  prov'd  in  vain. 

%  But  fuice  the  Saviour!  have  known. 
My  rules  are  ail  reduc'd  to  one ; 
I  keep  my  Lord  by  faith  in  view, 
Which  flrength  fuppiies  and  motives  too» 

3  I  fee  him  lead  a  fuff'ring  life, 
Patient  amidft  reproach  and  flrife  ; 
And  from  this  pattern  courage  take, 
To  bear  and  fuffer  for  his  fake. 

4  Upon  the  crofs  I  fee  him  bleed. 
And  by  the  fight  from  guilt  am  freed  ; 
This  fi;jht  defiroys  the  life  of  fm, 
And  quickens  heav'niy  life  within. 

5  To  look  to  Jefus  as  he  rofe, 
Confirms  my  faith,  difarms  my  foes; 
Satan  I  fliamc  and  overcome, 

By  pointing  to  my  Saviour's  tomb, 

6  Exalted  on  his  glorious  throne, 

1  fee  him  make  my  caufe  his  own  ; 
Then  all  my  anxious  cares  fubfide,' 
For  Jefus  Uvcs,  and  will  provide. 

H  2 


178—]      HYMN    CCXVIir. 

HYMN     CCXVIII.        C.     M. 

Benefit  of  aJJIiSHons.     Heb.  xii.  5 — 11. 

1  EREifi.Kthro'thecIouds,dearLord,andlhine, 
Let  us  perceive  thee  nigh  ! 

And  to  each  mourning  child  of  thine, 
Thefe  gracious  words  apply. 

2  "  Let  not  my  children  flight  the  ilroke, 
I  for  chaflifement  fend  ; 

Nor  faint  beneath  my  kind  rebuke, 
For  I  am  flill  their  friend. 

3  "  The  wicked  I  perhaps  may  leave 
Awhile,  and  not  reprove  ; 

But  all  the  children  I  receive, 
I  fcourge  becaufe  I  love. 

4  "  1  fee  your  hearts  at  prefent  fill'd, 
With  grief  and  deep  diftrefs  ; 

But  foon  thefe  bitter  feeds  fhall  yield 
The  fruits  of  righteoufnefs-" 


HYMN     CCXIX.        L.     M. 

Perfe^oerance  renvarded.   Rev.  iii.  7 — 13. 

I  THUS  faith  the  holy  One,  and  true, 
To  each  of  his  beloved  few ; 
*'  Of  heav'n  and  hell  I  hold  the  keys. 
To  fliut,  or  open,  as  I  pleafe, 

%  "  I  know  thy  works,  and  I  approve, 
Though  fmali  thy  flrength,  fmcere  thy  love  \ 
Go  on,  my  word  and  name  to  own, 
For  none  fhall  rob  thee  of  thy  crown. 

3  '*  Before  thee  fee  my  mercy's  door 
Stands  open  wide  to  fhut  no  more ; 
Fear  not  temptation's  fiery  day. 
For  I  will  be  thy  flrengthand  flay- 


HYMN     CCXX.         [—179 

4  ''  Thou  haft  my  promife,  hold  it  faft, 
i'he  trying  hour  will  foon  be  paft  ; 
Rejoice,  for  lo  !   1  quickly  come, 

To  tdke  tbee  to  my  heav'nly  home. 

5  "  A  pillar  there  no  more  to  move, 
Infcrib'd  with  I'Al  my  names  of  love ; 
A  monument  of  mighty  grace, 
Thou  {halt  forevtr  have  a  place." 

6  Such  is  the  conqueror's  reward, 
Prepar'd  and  promis'd  by  the  Lord  ! 
l.ct  him  that  hath  the  ear  of  faith, 
Attend  to  what  the  Spirit  faith. 


HYMN     CCXX.        S.     M. 

Perfd'vering grace.   Jude.  ver.  24,  25. 
1  TO  God  the  only  wife, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  faints  below  the  Ikies 
'I  heir  humble  praifes  bring. 

a  *Tis  his  almighty  love. 
His  counfel  and  his  care, 
Preferve  us  fafe  from  fin  and  death, 
Andev'ry  hurtful  fnare. 

3  He  will  prefent  his  faints, 
Unhlemifh'd  and'complete. 

Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  j 0)-s divinely  great- 

4  Then  all  the  chofen  feed 
Shall  meet  around  the  throne ; 

Shall  blcfs  the  condudl  of  his  grace, 
And  mahe  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer  God, 
Wifdom  aad  pow'r  belong, 

Imniortal  crowns  of  majefty, 
And  one  eternal  foncr. 


,8o— ]        HYMN     CCXXI. 

HYMN     CCXXl.       L.    M. 

The  old  and  neiv  crealion. 

2  THAT  was  a  wonder-working  word, 
Which  could  the  vafl  creation  raife  ! 
Angels,  attendant  on  their  Lord, 
Admir'd  the  plan,  and  fang  his  pralfe. 

a  From  what  a  dark  nnd  Ihapelefs  niafs, 
All  nature  fprang  at  his  command  ! 
"  Let  there  be  light,  and  light  there  was," 
And  fun,  and  flars,  and  fea,  and  land. 

3  Thus  the  new  forming  of  the  foul, 
Does  all  the  pow'r  of  God  difplay, 

As  when  he  form'd  the  mighty  whole, 
And  kindled  darknefs  into  day, 

4  Though  felf-deftroy'd,  O  Lord,  we  are, 
Yet  let  us  feel  what  thou  canft  do  ; 

Thy  word  the  ruin  can  repair, 
And  ail  cur  hearts  create  anew. 


HYMN     CCXXII.        L.    M.  • 

The  happy  change. 

I   IN  fm  by  blinded  paffions  led, 
In  fearch  of  fancy's  good  v/e  range  ; 
The  paths  of  difappointment  tread, 
To  nothing  fix'd,  but  love  of  change. 

%  But  when  the  Holy  Ghoft  imparts 
A  knowledge  of  the  Saviour's  love  ; 
Our  v/and'ring,  v.-eary,  reftlefs  hearts, 
Are  then  renew-d  no  more  to  rove. 

%  Now  a  new  principle  takes  place, 
Which  guides  and  animates  the  will. 
This  love,  another  name  for  grace, 
Conilrains  to  fjood-  and  bars  from  iii. 


HYMN    CCXXtIi,      [— i8t 

4  By  love's  pure  light  we  foon  perceive 
Our  nobleft  blifs  and  proper  end  ; 
And  gladly  ev'ry  idol  leave, 
To  love  and  Tcrve  our  Lord  and  friend. 


HYMN    CCXXIII.       C.    M. 
The  Lord's  call  to  his  els^-   %  Cor.  vi.  I  7,  \%, 

I  LET  us  adore  the  graf  e  that  feeks 

To  draw  our  hearts  above  ! 
Attend,  'tis  GoJ  the  Saviour  fpgaks. 

And  every  word  is  love- 

a  So  holy,  juft  and  pure  his  throne, 

Each  angrl  veils  his  face, 
A  people  ftill  he  calls  his  own, 

Amongll  our  (inful  race. 

3  Carelefs,  awhile,  they  live  in  fin, 
Enllav'd  to  Satan's  pow'r  ; 

But  they  obey  the  call  divine, 
In  his  appointed  hour. 

4  "  Come  fort!.,  he  fays,  no  morepurfue, 
The  path  that  leads  to  <leath  ; 

Look  up,  a  bleeding  Saviour  view, 
Look,  and  be  fav'd  by  faith. 

5  "  My  fons  and  daughters  you  ihall  be, 
Through  the  atonir.g  blood  ; 

^Vnd  you  Ihall  eiaim,  and  find  in  me, 
A  Father  and  a  God. 

6  Lord,  fpeak  tneie  words  to  ev'ry  heart, 
By  tluneall-pow'rful  voice  ; 

That  we  may  r.ow  from  fin  depart, 


1 8  2—]       HYMN     CCXXIV. 

7  If  now  we  learn  to  feek  thy  face, 

By  Chriil  the  living  way  ; 
ArVtii  praife  thee  for  this  hour  of  grace. 

Through  an  eternal  day. 


HYMN    CCXXIV.        C.     M. 
Wa'i'ingat  ii>ifdo??i^s gate-    Prov.  viii.  34,35. 
1  MY  heart  has  been  too  long  enfnar'd, 

In  folly's  hurtful  ways  ; 
Oh,  may  I  be  at  length  prepar'd, 
To  hear  what  wifdom  fays ! 

1  'Tis  Jcfusfrom  the  mercy-feat, 

Invites  me  to  his  refi ; 
He  calls  poor  finners  to  his  feet, 

To  make  them  truly  bleft. 

3  Approach,  my  foul,  to  wifdom's  gates. 
Approach,  without  delay  ; 

Kb  oiie  who  watches  there  and  waits, 
Shall  e'er  be  turn'd  away. 

4  He  will  not  let  me  feek  in  vsin, 
For  all  v.'ho  truft  his  word 

Shall  evcrlafting  life  x)btain, 
Ar.d  favor  from  the  Lord. 

5  Now  I  wc.uid  break  my  league  with  death, 
And  live  to  thee  alone  ; 

Oh,  let  thy  Spirit-s  feal  of  fai'th, 
Secure  mc  for  thine  ov.-a. 


HYMN     CCXXV.        L.     M. 

The  mrjefiy  and prfedions  of  Gc-V). 
I   JEHOVAH  reigns,  his  throne  is  high, 
His  robes  arc  light  and  niiajelly  ; 
His  glory  fnines  with  beams  fo  bright, 
Kc  mortal  can  fuftain  the  fight. 


H  Y  IM  N     CCXXVI.       [—183 

1  His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe. 
His  juftice  guards  his  Iu)Iy  law, 
His  lovt  reveals  a  fmiiirs^  face. 
His  truth  and  promife  leal  the  grace. 

3  Thro'  all  his  works  his  wifdom  fiiines, 
And  bafiles  Satan's  deep  defigns  ; 

His  pew'r  is  fov'reign  to  fulfil 
The  nobleft  counftis  of  his  will. 

4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  defcend 
To  be  ray  Father  and  my  Friend  ? 
Then  let  my  fongs  with  angels  join  ; 
Keav'n  is  fecur'd  if  God  be  mins- 


HYMN    CCXXVI.       C.    M. 

Farib  in  Chrijl  for  pardon  and fun^i^cathn. 

I  HOW  fad  our  ftate  by  nature  isT 

Our  fin  how  deep  it  ftains  ! 
And  Satan  holds  our  captive  minds 

Fail  in  his  flavilh  chains. 

a  But  there's  a  voice  of  fov'reign  grace 
Sounds  from  the  facred  word, 

Ko,  ye  defpalring  iinners,  come> 
And  trull  upon  the  Lord. ' 

3  My  foul  obeys  th'  almighty  call, 
Ar;d'  runs  to  this  relief  : 

I  would  believe  thy  promife,  Lord, 
Oh,  help  my  unbelief. 

4  To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood, 
Incarnate  Goc%  I  fly  ; 

Here  let  me  walh  rny  fpotted  foul 

From  crimes  of  deepeft  dye. 
*•  Stretch  out  thine  arm,  vi.florlous  King", 

My  reigning  fius  fubdue  : 


x34— J     HYMN     CCXXVri. 

Drive  the  old  dragon  from  his  feat. 
With  his  apoilate  crew. 

6  A  guilty,  weak  and  helplefs  worm, 

On  thy  kind  arn-.s  I  fall ; 
Be  thou  my  ftrength  and  righteoufuefs, 

My  Jeius  and  my  all. 


HYMN     CCXXVII.        C.     M. 

Pralfe  to  the  Redeemer. 

I  PLUNG'D  in  a  gulph  of  dark  defpalr. 

We  wretched  finners  lay, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  cf  hope, 

Or  fpark  of  glimm'ring  day. 

a  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  eur  helplefs  grief  ; 
He  lav/,  and  (O  amazing  love  !) 

He  ran  to  our  relief- 

3  Down  from  the  Ihining  feats  above, 
With  joyful  hafte  he  fled, 

Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  flefh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead- 

4  He  fpoil'd  the  pow'rs  of  darknefs  thus, 
And  brake  our  iron  chains ; 

Jefus  has  freed  our  captive  fouls, 
From  everiaftirg  pains- 

[5  In  vain  the  bafHcd  prince  of  hell 

His  curfed  proje6ts  tries; 
We,  that  were  doom'd  his  endlefs  flaves, 

Arerais'd  above  the  Ikies,  j 

[6  Oh,  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lafting  filence  break, 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 

Their  Saviour's  pmifes  fpeak-J 


HYMN    CCXXVIII.      [—185 

7  Yes,  we  will  pralfc  thee,  dcareft  Lord» 
Our  fouls  are  all  on  flams  ; 

Holanna  rounU  the  Ipacious  tarth. 
To  thine  adored  name ! 

8  Angels  afliil  nur  mighty  joys. 
Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  ; 

Eut  when  you  raifc  your  highcfl  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told- 


HYMN     CCXXVIII.        C.     M. 

The  refurreBion  and  afctnjion  of  Chrtjl* 

1   HOSANNAStothe  Prince  of  light, 

That  cioth'd  himfelf  in  clay  ; 
Enter'd  the  iron  gates  of  death. 

And  tore  the  bars  away  ! 

i  Death  is  no  more  the  king  of  dread, 

Since  our  Emmanuel  rofe  ; 
He  took  the  tyrant's  fting  away, 

And  fpoil'd  our  cruel  foes. 

3  See,  how  the  Conq'ror  mounts  aloft, 
And  to  his  Father  flies, 

With  fears  of  honor  in  hisflcfh, 
And  triumph  ia  his  eyes. 

4  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 
rtndfcatters  bleflings  down  ; 

Our  bleft  Redeemer  fills  a  feat 
On  the  celeAial  throne. 

[5  Raife  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues, 

To  reach  his  blcfs'd  abode, 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  fong<) 

To  out  incarnate  God. 


186—1       HYMN     CCXXIX. 

6  Bright  angels  ftrike  your  loudefl  firings, 

Yourfweetcfl  voices  raife  ; 
Letheav'n  and  all  created  things 

Sound  our  Emmanuel's  praiie.] 


HYMN    CCXXIX.       L.     M. 

Remembering  all  the  ivay  the  Lord  has  led  me. 

Deut.  viii.  %. 

1  THUS  far  my  God  has  Ud  me  on, 
And  made  his  truth  and  mercy  known  ; 
My  hopes  and  fears  alternate  rife , 

And  comforts  mingle  with  my  fighs- 

2  Thro'  this  wide  wildernefs  1  roam, 
Far  diftant  from  m.y  blifsful  home  ; 
Lord,  let  thy  prefence  be  my  fray, 
AJid  guard  me  in  this  dangerous  way. 

3  Temptations  ev'ry  where  annoy, 
And  fins  and  fiiares  my  peace  deftroy  ; 
My  earthly  joys  arc  from  me  torn, 
And  oft  an  abfent  God  1  mourn. 

4  My  foul,  with  various  tcnipefts  tofs'd, 
Her  hopes  o'erturn'd,  her  projects  crofb'd, 
Sees  ev'ry  day  new  ftraits  attend. 

And  wonders  wh.re  the  fcene  will  end. 

5  Is  this,  dear  Lord,  that  thorny  road, 
V/hich  leads  us  to  the  mount  of  God  ? 
Are  thefe  the  toils  thy  people  know. 
While  in  the  wlldernefs  below  ? 

6  'Tis  even  fo,  thy  faithful  love 
Doth  ail  thy  children's  graces  prove  : 
'  rii  thus  our  pride  aud  felf  mult  fall, 
That  Jefus  may  be  all  to  all. 


H  Y  M  W    CCXXX.      [—187 

HYMN     CCXXX.       L.     M. 

The  jvjlice  and goodnefs  of  God. 
I  GREAT  God,  my  Maker,  and  ray  King, 
Of  thee  I'll  fpcak,  of  thee  I'll  fing  ; 
All  thou  hafl  done,  and  all  thou  dofl. 
Declare  thee  good,  proclaim  theejuft: 

4  Thy  ancient  thoughts  and  firm  decrees, 
Thy  threat'nings  and  thy  promifes, 
The  joys  of  hcav'n,  the  pains  of  kell, 
"What  angels  tafte,  what  devils  feci : 

3  Thy  terrors  and  thine  acSts  of  grace, 
Thy  threat'ning  rod  and  fmiling  face, 
Thy  wounding  and  thy  healing  word, 
A  world  undone,  a  world  rcftor'd ; 

4  While  thefe  excite  ray  fear  and  joy; 
While  thefe  my  tuneful  lips  employ  ; 
Accept,  O  Lord,  the  humble  fong, 
The  tribute  of  a  trembling  tongue. 


HYMN   ccxxxi.     Eights  and  Sevens. 

Qhr\jfl  the  beji  of  Friends, 

I   ONE  there  is,  above  all  others, 

Well  deferves  the  name  of  friend  : 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
CoUly,  free,  and  knows  no  end  : 
They  who  once  his  kindnefs  prove. 
Find  it  everlafting  love  ! 

a  Which  of  all  our  friends  to  fave  us, 

Could  or  wouM  have  fhed  his  blood  ? 
But  this  Saviour  dy'd  to  have  us 
Reconcil'd  in  him  to  God  : 

It  was  boundlefs  love  to  bleed  ; 
Jefusis  a  frisnd  indeed. 


188—]       HYMN     COXXXII. 

3  When  he  llv'd  on  earth  abafed, 
Friend  of  Cnners  was  his  name  ; 

Now,  abov-3  all  glory  raifed, 
He  rejoices  in  the  fame  : 

Still  he  calls  them  brethren,  friends, 
And  to  all  their  wants  attends, 

4  Oh  !  for  grace  our  hearts  to  foften ! 
Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love  ; 

We,  alas !   forget  too  often, 

What  a  friend  we  have  above  : 

When  to  heav'n  our  fouls  are  brought, 
We  wiH  love  thee  as  we  ought. 


HYMN     CCXXXII.        L.     M. 

Invitation  to  free  Jcd'vaticn.   Ifai.  If. 

I  HO  !  ev'ry  oae  that  thirfls,  draw  nigh, 
(Tis  God  invites  the  falkn  ra6e) 
Mercy  and  free  falvation  buy ; 
Buy  wine,  and  m'ilk,  and  gofpel  grace- 

a  Come  to  the  living  waters,  come, 
Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  voice  ; 
Return,  ye  weary  wand'rers,  home, 
And  in  redeeming  love  rejoice. 

3  See,  from  the  rock,  a  fountain  rife  ! 
For  you  in  healing  ftreams  it  rolls ; 
Money  ye  need  not  bring,  nor  price. 
Ye  lab'ring,  burthen'd,  thiriling  fouls. 

4  Ye  nothing  in  exchange  can  give ; 
Leave  all  you  have,  and  are  behind : 
trankly  the  gift  of  God  receive  ; 
Pardon  and  peace  in  Jefus  find* 


HYMN.    GCXXXIII.       [—189 

HYMN     CCXXXIII.       L.    M. 

Man  ly  naiure^  Grace  and  Glory, 

X  L0RD,  what  is  man  ?  Extremes  how  wide 
In  his  myfterious  nature  join  ! 
The  flefo,  to  worms  and  dull  ally'd, 
The  foul,  immortal  and  divine- 

a  Divine  at  firft,  a  holy  flame, 
Kindled  by  the  Almighty's  breath  ; 
Till  ftain'd  by  fin,  it  foon  became, 
The  feat  of  darkntfs,  ftrife,  and  death. 

3  But  Jefus,  O  amazing:  grace! 
AfluHi'd  our  nature  as  his  own, 
Obeyd  and  fufFer'd  in  our  place, 
Then  took  it  with  him  to  his  throne. 

4  Near  to  which  throne,  and  high  ia  fong, 
Men  Ihall  their  hallelujahs  raife  ; 

While  wond'ring  angels  join  the  throng, 
And  fwell  the  chorus  of  his  praife- 


HYMN     CCXXXIV.        S.     M. 

Praife  to  the  Redeemer, 
1  PREPARE  a  thankful  fong 

To  the  Redeemtr's  namt  ! 
Let  his  high  praife  employ  each  tongue, 

And  ev'ry  heart  tnflame    ! 

a  He  laid  his  glory  by, 

And  bitter  pairts  er.dur'd  : 
That  finners  of  the  }>Iackeft  die 

From  wrath  might  be  fccur'd- 

3  Stretch'd  on  the  crofs  he  dy'd, 

Our  debt  of  fin  to  pay, 
The  blsod  and  water  from  his  fide 

Wafii  guiit  and  filth  away. 


190—]     HYMN    CCXXXV. 

4  Pleading  for  us  he  ftands 
Before  the  father's  throne  : 

And  anfwers  all  the  Laws  demands, 
With  what  himfelf  hath  done. 

5  The  Holy  Ghoft  he  fends, 
Our  ftubborn  fouls  to  move  ; 

To  make  his  enemies  his  friends, 
And  conquer  them  by  love. 

6  Affur'd  that  Chrlft  cur  King, 
Will  put  our  foes  to  flight  ; 

We,  on  the  field  of  battle,  Hng-, 
And  triumph,  while  we  fight. 


HYMN     CCXXXV.        L.    M. 

The  nenu  Convert  humbled, 

1  THE  new-born  child  oi  gofpel-grace. 
Like  feme  fair  tree,  when  fummer's  mgh, 
Beneath  Emmanuers  fnining  face, 
Lifts  up  his  blooming  branch  on  high, 

a  No  fear  he  feels,  he  fees  no  foes, 
No  confl.i<fl  yet  his  faith  employs, 
Nor  has  he  learnt  to  whom  he  owes. 
The  (Irength  and  peace  his  foul  enjoys, 

3  But  fin  foon  darts  its  cruel  fling. 
And  comforts  fink  from  day  to  ^^.y  : 
What  feem'd  his  own,  a  feif-fcd  fpring, 
Proves  but  a  brook  that  gUdes  away. 

4  When  Gideon  arm'd  his  num'rous  hoft, 
The  Lord  foon  made  his  numbers  lefs ; 
And  laid,  left  Ifrael  vainly  boaft, 

<'  My  arm  procur'd  me  this  fuccefs.'* 


HYMN     CCXXXVI.      [^191 

5  Thus  will  he  bring  our  fpirits  down, 
And  draw  our  ebbing  comforts  low, 
1  h^t,  lav'd  by  grace,  but  not  our  own. 
We  may  not  claim  the  praife  wc  owe- 


HYMN     CCXXXVI.        C.     M. 

True  and  falfe  comforts* 

X  O  GOD,  whofe  favorable  eye 

The  fin-fick  foul  revives  ; 
Holy  an^  heav'nly  is  the  joy, 

Thy  fhining  prefence  gives. 

%  This  hypocrites  have  ne'er  believ'd, 
They  judge  with  gracclefs  hearts; 

Svvell'd  with  their  pride,  they  are  deceiv'dj 
By  Satan's  wily  arts. 

3  Unholy,  felfifh  joys  are  theirs, 
And  while  they  boaft  their  light, 

Ard  feem  to  foar  above  the  ftars, 
They're  plunging  into  night. 

4  LuU'd  in  a  foft  and  formal  fleep, 
They  fm  and  yet  rejoic?, 

Were  they  indeed  the  Saviour's  fheep, 
They  fure  would  hear  his  voice. 

J  Be  mine  the  comforts  that  reclaim 
The  foul  from  Satan's  pow'r ; 

That  make  me  blufh  for  what  I  am. 
And  hate  my  fm  the  more- 

6  'Tis  joy  ensugh,  my  All  in  AU, 

At  thy  dear  feet  to  lie  ; 
Thou  wilt  not  let  me  lower  fall. 

And  none  can  higher  fly. 


S9*H    HYMN    CCXXXVII. 

HYMN     CCXXXVII.       C    M. 

True  andfalfe  zeal. 

1  ZEAL  is  that  pure  and  heav'nly  flame, 

The  fire  of  love  fupplies ; 
While  that  which  often  bears  the  name, 

Is  felf  in  a  difguife- 

2-  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 

Can  pity  and  forbear  ; 
The  falfe  is  headitrong,  firce  and  wild, 

And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 

3  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Chriftian  warms, 
He  knows  the  worth  of  peace  : 

But  felf  contends  for  names  and  forms. 
Its  party  to  increafe. 

4  Zeal  has  attaln'd  its  highefl  aim, 
Its  end  is  fatis£y'd  ; 

If  fmners  love  the  Saviour's  name. 
Nor  feeks  it  ought  befide. 

5  But  felf  however  well  employ'd. 
Has  its  own  ends  in  view  ; 

And  fays,  as  boafting  Jehu  cry'd, 
"  Coras  fee  what  i  can  do." 

6  Self  may  Its  poor  reward  obtain, 
And  be  applauded  here  ; 

But  zeal  the  belt  applaufe  will  gain, 
When  Jefus  fliall  appear. 

7  Dear  Lord,  the  idol  felf  dethroce, 
And  from  our  hcsrts  remove : 

And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  fliown, 
But  that  which  fpringft  from  love. 


HYMN     CCXXXVIII.     [—i^^ 

HYMM     CCXXXVIII.        L.     M. 

j^  living  and  a  dead  faith. 

I  THE  Lord  receives  his  high«{l  praife, 
From  linmblc  minds  and  hearts  liiicere  ; 
While  all  the  loud  proielTor  fays, 
Offends  the  righteous  Judge's  ear, 

a  To  walk  as  children  of  the  day. 
To  mark  his  precepts*  holy  light, 
To  wage  the  warfare,  watch  aud  pray, 
Shew  who  are  pleafing  in  his  fight- 

3  Not  words  alone  it  cofl  the  Lord, 
Topurchafe  pardon  for  his  own  : 
Nor  will  a  foul,  hy  grace  reftor'd, 
Reft  in  mere  forms  and  words  alone, 

4  Eafy  indeed  it  were  to  reach 
A  manHon  in  tlie  courts  above, 
Jf  watry  floods  and  fluent  fpeech 
Might  ferve,  inftead  of  faitli  and  love. 

t   But  none  fliall  gain  the  blifsful  place, 
Or  God's  unclouded  glory  fee  ; 
Who  taik  of  rich  and  fov'reign  grace, 
Unlefo  from  fin  they  are  made  free. 


HYMN     CCXXXIX.         S.     M. 

Are  ih:refeiv  that fc ill b::fav;d?  Luke  xiii, 

X   DESTRUCTION'S  dangerous  road 

What  multitudes  purfue  ! 
While  that  which  leads  the  foul  to  God, 
Is  known  or  fought  by  few. 

3   Believers  find  the  way 
Thro'  Chrifl:  the  living  gate  ; 
But  thofe  who  hate  this  holy  way, 
Complain  it  is  tcoftrait, 
I 


^94"]         HYMN     CCXL, 

3  If  felf  mufl  be  deny'd. 
And  lin  wo  mo;e  carefs'd, 

They  rather  chocfe  theway  that's  wide, 
And  ilrive  to  thbk  it  beil- 

4  Encvompafs'd  by  a  throng. 
On  nu.nberathey  depend  ; 

They  fay  fo  many  can't  be  wrong, 
And  mifs  a  happy  end, 

5  But  ii-ear  the  Saviour's  word; 
"  Strive  for  the  hea^n'ly  gate, 

Many  v/ill  call  upon  the  Lord, 
And  find  their  cries  too  late-" 

6  Obey  the  gofpel  call, 
And  enter  while  yoii  may  : 

The  fiock  of  Chrift  is  always  fmall. 
And  none  are  fafe  but  they. 

7  Lord,  open  ftnners'  eyes, 
Their  awful  ftate  ;l:o  fee  ; 

And  make  them,  ere  the  ftorm  arife, 
To  thee  for  fafcty  fles. 


HYMN     CCXL.        L.     M. 
The  po'wtr  ef  the  Go/pel  proves  its  divtnhy, 

1   LET  anxious  doubts  be  hear'd  no  mwe, 
But  Chrift  and  joy  be  all  our  theme  ; 
The  Spirit  feals  his  gofpel  fure 
To  ev'ry  foul  that  truftd  his  name. 

S  Jefus,  thy  witnefs  fpeaks  within, 
The  mercy,  which  thy  words  reveal, 
Pvcfines  the  heart  from  fenfe  and  fin, 
And  {lamps  its  o.vn  celeRial  ftal. 

*Tis  God's  renewing,  gracious  hand 
That  rr-uulds  andfyrr.is  tlis  heart  anew ; 


HYMN     CCXLI.         [—195 

Tranfgreflbrs  can  no  more  withfiandj 
But  bow  and  ov/n  his  dodlriae  true. 

4  The  guilty  wretch,  that  trufts  thy  blood, 
Finds  peace  and  pardon  at  the  crofs  ; 

The  foul,  that  wai  averfe  to  God, 
Believes  and  loves  his  Maker's  laws. 

5  Le-t  proud  oppofers  ceafe  their  ftrife. 
And  own,  O  Lord,  the  work  is  thine  ; 
The  voice  that  calls  the  dead  to  life, 
Muft  be  almighty  and  duvhie. 


HYMN     CCXLI.        C.     M. 

T/jf  hiddtn  life  of  a  Chriflian. 

1  O  Happy  foul  that  lives  on  high, 
While  men  lie  groviing  here! 

His  hopes  are  iix'd  above  the  Iky, 
And  faith  forbid  s  his  tear. 

2  His  confcien  ce  kciows  no  fecret  flings, 
While  grace  and  joy  coaibine, 

To  form  a  life  whofe  holy  fprings 
Are  bidden  and  divine. 

3  He  waits  in  fecret  on  his  God, 
His  God  in  fecret  fees  : 

Let  earth  be  all  in  arms  abroad, 
Hs  dv/eiis  in  heav'nly  peace. 

4  Kis  p'eafures  rife  from  things  unfeen, 
Beyond  this  wrorld  of  time, 

Where  neither  eyes  nor  ears  have  been. 
Nor  thoughts  of  mortals  cHnib. 

5  He  want^  no  pomp  nor  royal  throne, 
To  raife  his  figure  here, 

Contur.t  and  pleas'd  to  live  alone, 
Till  Ciiriit  his  life  appear. 


196—]        HYMN     CCXLII. 

6  Ke  looks  to  hsav'n's  eternal  hills, 

To  meet  that  glorious  day : 
Dear  Lord,  how  flow  thy  chariot-wheel 

Ho.v  long  is  thy  -delay  ! 


HYMN     CCXLII.        S.     M. 

Forms  ^a'ln  'without  religion. 
I   ALMIGHTY  maker  God  ' 

How  wond'rous  :-s  thy  name  ! 
Thy  glories  how  diffus'd  abroad 

Thro'  the  creation's  frame- 

a  Nature  in  every  drefs 

Her  humble  homage  pays, 
And  finds  a  thoufand  ways  t'  exprefs 

Thine  undiflembled  praife. 

3  My  foul  would  r-de  and  fing 
To  lier  Creator  too, 

Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  king. 
And  pay  the  worHiip  due. 

4  Create  my  foul  anew, 
ELie  ail  my  worfhip's  vain  ; 

This  wretched  heart  will  ne'er  be  true, 
Until  tis  form'd  again- 

5  Let  joy  and  v/crluip  fuend 
The  ren  nant  of  n.y  days, 

And  to  my  God  my  foul,  afcend 
In  fweet  perfurr;es  of  praife. 


HYMN     CCXLIII.        S.    M. 

Hd  hchsld  the  city  and  iiept  over  it-   Luke  xlx.  41. 

I  •  DID  ChriH  o'er  finners  weep  ? 

And  Ihall  our  cheeks  be  dry  ? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 

Burll  forth  from  every  eye. 


HYMN     CCXLIV.       [—197 

4  The  fon  of  God  in  tears, 

Angeiswith  wonder  fee! 
Be  thou  aftonifa  vl  O  my  foul, 

He  ihed  thcfe  tears  for  thee- 

3  He  wept,  that  we  might  weep, 
Each  un  demands  a  tear  -. 

In  heavn  alone  no  fin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 

4  Joy  beams  in  ev'ry  eye, 
And  fiils  cich  holy  heart ; 

Ail  join  to  found  the  triumph  high, 
In  praife  to  bear  their  part. 


HYMS     CCXLIV.        L.    M. 
Ezekiel's  F^JJcf!  0/  the  dry  hnes,  Ezek.  SZXvil. 

1   LOOK  down,  O  Lord,  with*pitying  eye, 

See  Adam's  rare  in  ruin  lie  ; 

Sin  fpreads  its  trophies  o'er  the  ground, 

And  fcatttrs  flaugliter'd  heaps  around- 

Z   And  c-n  thefe  mould'ring  corpfes  live  ? 
And  can  thefe  perifli'd  bones  revive  ? 
That,  mighty  God,  to  thee  is  known  ; 
That  wond'rous  work  is  h.\\  thy  own- 

3  Thy  minifters  are  fent  in  vain, 
To  ;:rophefy  upon  the  flain  ; 

In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry, 
Till  thine  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

4  But  if  thy  fpiri-  deign  to  breathe, 

Life  fpreads  thro'  all  the  realms  of  death  ; 
Dry  bones  obey  thy  pow'rfui  voice  ; 
They  move,  they  wukcn,  they  rejotfc. 


15)8—]       HYMN     CCXLV. 

5   So  when  thy  trumpet's  awful  found 
Shall  {hake  the  Heav'ns  and  rend  the  ground, 
Dead  iaiiits  fhall  from  their  tombs  aril'e. 
And  fpring  to  life  beyond  the  ikies. 


HYMN     CCXLV.         L.     M. 

Thy  kingdom  come.   Matth.  vi.  IQ. 

I    ASCEND  thy  throne,  almighty  king, 
And  Ipread  thy  glories  all  abroad  ; 
Let  thine  own  arm  falvation  bring, 
And  be  thou  known,  the  gracious  God. 

2.   Let  millions  bow  before  thy  feat, 
Let  humble  mourners  feck  thy  face, 
Bring  daring  rebels  to  thy  feet, 
Subdu'd  by  thy  vi(ftorious  grace. 

3  Oh,  let  the  kingdoms  of  the  world 
Become  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord  ; 
Let  faints  and  angels  praife  thy  name. 
Be  thcu  thro'  heav'n  snd  earth  adord. 


HYMN      CCXLVI.        L.    M. 
Acctptance  through  CLriJl  alone.   John  xiv.  6. 

1  HOW  fhall  the  fons  of  men  appear, 
Great  God,  before  thine  awful  bar  ? 
How  may  the  guilty  hope  to  find 
Acceptance  witli  the  eternal  mind  ? 

2  Not  vows,  nor  groans,  nor  broken  cries, 
Not  the  moll  coflly  facrifice, 

Not  infant  blood  profufely  fpiit, 
Will  expiate  a  fmner's  guilt. 

3  The  blood  of  Jefus  Chrifl  alone, 
Ha'thfov 'reign  virtue  to  atone; 


HYMN     CCXLVII.       [—19? 

Here  we  will  reft  our  only  plea, 

When  we  approach,  great  God,  to  thee. 

4  'Tis  through  his  merit  we'll  arife, 
And  learn  to  fing  above  the  ikies  ; 
We'll  join  the  triumph  round  the  throne, 
And  praife  th'  eternal  Three  in  One. 


HYMN   oCxLvii.     L.  M.     In  thrcc  parts- 

The  Prodigal  Son. 

PART  I, 

The Jinner  departing  from  God. 

1   SEE  the  rafh  youth,  defil'd  with  fm. 
Hear  how  he  claims  with  liaughty  voice. 
To  have  his  portion,  and  begin 
In  vice  and  madnefi  to  rejoice. 

a  His  father  gave  with  bounteous  handa, 
Richly  were  all  his  want--  fupply'd  ; 
Thanklefs  he  took  ;  in  foreign  lands 
Wafted  in  pleafure,  ponip  and  pride. 

3  In  laftand  wine  he  i'pent  the  whole. 
Forgot  his  Father  and  his  home  ; 

Nor  thought  nor  felt  he  had  a  foul 
Expos'd  to  meet  the  wrath  to  come. 

4  The  giddy  crowd  that  round  him  throng, 
in  every  finful  folly  join  ; 

Approve  the  mirth  and  chant  the  fong. 
That  cafts  contempt  on  things  diviae. 

5  Thuslur'd  by  charms  of  flatt'ring  vice, 
The  rebel  fees  hisfubftance  fled  ; 

His  friends  forfake,  his  wants  arife, 
For  ua  has  flruck  his  comforts  d^ad. 


-cc— ]       K  Y  M  N     CCXLVir. 
PART  II. 
The /inner  under  convidlon, 

6  Wiih  dying  want  the  {inner  cries, 
Ncr  thinks  rebellion  makes  his  pain  ; 
To  llrangcrs, fprfrom  home,  applies, 
Nor  fecks  his  Father's  grace  to  gain. 

7  See  the  poor  wretch  with  hunger  prefl, 
Sunk  low  with  fwine  to  have  a  fhare  ; 
Alas  !  how  far  from  peaceful  reft, 
Tortur'd  by  confcience,  guilt  and  fear. 

8  'Tis  thus  the  God  of  fovTeign  grace 
Begins  to  bring  a  rebel  home  ; 

The  fpirit  ftiews  his  wretched  cafe, 
And  points  a  judgment  ftill  to  come. 

o   Now  felf-condemn'd  to  works  he  flies. 
And  thinks  to  cleanfe  a  guilty  mind, 
i'lli!  far  from  penitence,  which  cries 
To  God  for  help,  and  fetls  refign'd. 

TO  Blinded  by  lin,  to  duty  loft, 

lie  grafps  the  hulks  and  hates  the  bread  ; 

Till  all  his  expcdlations  crcft, 

His  hopes  from  felf  and  means  are  fled- 

PART   III. 
Thefttiner  Iroiight  to  true  repentance* 
J I   Now  fee  the  Rebel  raife  his  eyes, 
From  dreaming  folly  juft  awake  ; 
His  foul  relents  with  ftrange  furprife, 
And  &li  his  heart  begins  to  break.    , 

11  \  ftarve  he  cries,  nor  can  T  bear 
.1  his  dtath  I  feel  in  linful  lands, 
While  ftrvants  of  my  Father  fljare 
"ihe  literal  hour  ty  cfUis  hands. 


HYMN     CCXLVIII.     [—201 

1 3  With  deep  repentance  on  my  tongue, 
I'll  go  and  feek  my  Father's  face, 
Unworthy  to  be  call'd  a  fon, 

I'll  only  alk  a  fervant's  place. 

14  I'll  tell  him  how  I've  griev'd  his  love, 
And  bafely  fled  his  holy  ftght, 

How  I've  provok'd  all  heav'n  above, 
Nor  thought  or  done  a  thing  that's  right. 

15  Far  off  his  Father  faw  him  come. 
And  o'er  him  all  his  bowels  yearn'd ; 
He  rofe  to  blefs  and  greet  his  fon. 
And  crown  with  grace  his  lafe  return. 

16  The  Rebel's  heart  with  forrowfiU'd, 
Bled  for  the  crimes,  which  he  had  done  : 
Through  all  the  Courts  the  triumph  fmil'd, 
And  fang  the  Father's  grace  alone. 


HYMN     CCXLVIII.        C     M. 

VatiUy  of  the  world.   Pfalm  iv.  6, 

I   IN  vain  the  gi<^dy  world  inquires, 

Forgetful  of  their  God, 
"  Who  will  fiipply  our  vail  defires, 

"  Or  ihew  us  any  good  ?" 

1  Thro'  the  wide  circuit  of  t'ne  earth. 

Their  eager  wifhes  rove,  ■     , 
In  chace  of  honor,  wealth,  and  mirth, 

The  phantoms  of  their  love. 

3  But  eft  thefe  Ihadowy  joys  elude 
Their  moft  intenfe  purfuit ; 

Or  if  they  feize  the  fancied  good. 
There's  poifon  in  the  fruit. 

4  Lor^!,  from  this  world  call  off  Hiy  love, 
Set  my  affe(5lions  right ; 

I    2 


202—]       HYMN     CCXLIX. 

Bid  me  afpire  to  joys  above, 
And  walk  no  more  by  fight. 

5  Oh,  let  the  glories  of  thy  face, 

Upon  my  bofom  fhine  : 
AiTurd  of  thy  forgiving  grace, 

My  joys  will  be  divine. 


HYMN     CCXLIX.        C.     M. 

77  ^  iihih  ivorld  no  ccmpenfaticn  for  the  I  fi  of  one 

foul.  Mark  viii-  36. 

t  LOR.D,fhaIl  we  part  with  gold  for  drofs, 

With  folid  good  for  fhow  ? 
Outlive  cur  blifs  and  mourn  our  lofs, 

In  everlafting  woe  ? 

2  Let  us  not  lofe  the  living  God, 
For  one  fhort  dream  of  joy  : 

With  fond  embrace  cling  to  a  clod, 
And  fling  all  heavn  awa.y. 

3  Vain  v/orld,  thy  weak  attempts  forbear. 
We  all  thy  charms  defy  ; 

And  rate  our  precious  fouls  too  dear, 
For  ail  thy  wealth  to  buy. 


HYMN     CCL.        L.M    . 

The  fareivelL 
I   DEAD  be  my  heart  to  all  below, 
To  mortal  ioys  and  mortal  cares  ; 
To  fcnfual  blifs  that  charms  us  fo, 
Be  dark  mine  eyes,  and  deaf  my  ears. 

a  Lord,  I  renounce  my  carnal  taftc 
Of  the  fair  fruit  tliat  Cnncrs  prize  ; 
Their  paradife  fnall  never  v/afte 
Oiie  thought  of  mine,  but  to  defpife. 


H  Y  M  N     CCLl.  I —203 

Ti,  All  earthly  joys  are  over  weigh 'd 
\^'ith  mountains  of  vexatious  care  : 
And  where's  the  fweet  that  is  r.ot  laid, 
A  bait  to  fome  deftru<5tive  fnare  ? 
4  Come,  heav'n,  and  fill  my  vaft  defircs, 
My  foul  purfues  the  fovYei^^n  good ; 
Siie  was  ad  made  of  heav'niy  nrfs, 
Nor  can  fhe  live  on  meaner  food- 


HYMN     ecu.        C.     M. 
^Ijs future  increafe  of  the  Church  promifcd.  P 

I   FATHER,  is  not  thy  promlfe  pledg'd 

Tc  thine  exalted  Son', 
That  through  the  nations  of  the  earth 
Thy  word  of  life  fhail  run  ? 

:;  '-'•  Afk,  and  I'll  give  the  heathen  knds, 

"  For  thine  inheritance, 
'•'  And  to  the  v/orld's  remoteftends 

"  Thine  empire  (liall  advance." 

3  Had  thou  not  fald,  the  blinded  Jev/s 
Shall  their  Redeemer  own  ; 

While  Gentiles  to  his  fcandard  crowd. 
And  bow  before  his  throne  ? 

4  Are  not  all  kingdoms,  tribes, and  tongu. 
Under  th'  expanfe  of  heav'n, 

To  the  dominion  of  thy  Son, 
Without  exemption  giv'n  ? 

5  From  eaft  to  weft,  from  north  to  fouth. 
Then  be  his  name  adof'd  ! 

Let  earth,  with  all  its  millions;  fliout 
Hofannas  to  the  Lord  ! 


i.  1: 


ao4— ]         HYMN     CCLir. 

HYMN     CCLII.        L.     M. 

Prayer  for  the  Millenium. 
I   HOW  many  years  has  man  been  driv'n 
Far  of?  from  happinefs  and  heav'n  ? 
When  wilt  thou,  gracious  Lord,  reftore 
Thy  wand'ring  church,  to  roam  no  more  ? 

a  Six  thoiifand  years  are  nearly  pad, 
Shice  Adam  from  thy  fight  was  caft  : 
And  ever  fince  his  fallen  race, 
From  age  to  age  are  void  of  grace. 

3  When  will  the  happy  trump  proclaim 
The  judgment  of  the  martyr'd  lamb  ? 
When  fhall  the  captive  troops  be  free, 
Aiid  keep  th'  eternal  jubilee  ! 

4  Haften  it,  Lord,  in  every  land, 
Kcnd  thou  thine  angels  and  command  ; 
"  Go  found  deliv'rance,  loudly  blow 

"  Salvation  to  the  faints  below  ? 

5  We  long  to  have  the  day  appear  ! 
The  promis'd  great  fabbatic  year, 
When,  far  from  grief,  and  fm  and  hell, 
Ifraei  in  ceafelefs  peace  Ihail  dwell. 

6  'Till  then,  v.-e  will  not  let  thee  reft, 
I'hou  ftill  (halt  hear  our  ftrong  requeft  ; 
And  this  our  daily  pray  Y  fhall  be, 
Lord,  found  the  trump  of  jubilee. 


KYMN     CCLIII,       Eights. 

Chrijl tans  praying  for  'Jeivs* 
I  FATHER  of  faithful  Abra'm,  hesir 

Our  earnefl  fult  for  Abra'm's  feed  ; 
Juftly  they  claim  the  foftefl  prayer 

Fronius,  adopted  in  their  {Lead  : 
"Who  mercy  through  therr  fatt  obtain, 
And  Chhfl  by  their  reje6iion  gain. 


H  Y  M  ..  *V.        [— 2CJ 

iiitcafts  from  thee,  and  fcattcr'd  wide, 
llirough  cv'ry  nation  undv.T  Heavn, 
Blafphcmin;^  whom  they  crucify'd, 

Unfav'd,  unpicy'u,  uiiforgiv'n  : 
Branded  like  Cain,  they  bear  their  load, 
Abhor'd  oi"m::n,  and  curs'd  of  God. 

3  But  haft  thou  finally  forfook, 
Forever  call  thine  o\Vi)  away  ? 

Wilt  thou  not  bid  the  murd'rors  look 

On  him  they  picrcd,  and  weep  and  pray  ? 
Yes,  graciou<^  Lord,  thy  word  is  paft  ; 
"  AU  Ifrael  Aiallbc  fav'd  at  !aft." 

4  Come  th;n,  thou  great  DclivVer,  come  : 
The  veil  from  Jacob's  heart  remove, 

Receive  thine  ancient  people  home. 

That  quicken'd  by  thy  dying  love, 
The  world  may  their  reception  vit  \v, 
And  Ihout  to  God,  the  glory  due. 


HYMN     CCLIV.        L,     M. 
A  prayer  for  the  oppofirs  of  expert  mint  al  rd'igion, 

1  BLEST  Lord,  behold  the  guilty  fcorn 
Of  thofe  who  hate  and  mock  our  praifc, 
Pity  their  ftate,  and  make  them  turn, 
No  more  (o  walk  in  fii:ful  v.T.ys. 

2  Anxious  we  {ct  their  wretched  ftate, 
Who  never  think  of  heav'n  or  heil ; 
They  laugh  and  Iport  and  court  the  gate, 
Which  opes  where  cndiefs  terrors  dwell- 

3  If  prayr  and  faith  did  e'er  prevail, 
Now  help  us,  Lord,  to  raife  our  hanHs  ; 
Prepare  our  hearts  thy  grace  to  hail, 
Then  break  theL-  foal-dcfiroying  band;. 


2c6— 1         H  Y  M  E     CCLV. 

4  Lead  t'nem  to  view  a  fmful  heart, 
A  foul  all  enmity  to  thee, 
I)eftroy"d,  defil'd  in  every  part. 
Too  proud  to  bow,  tec  blinr'  to  fee. 

5  Lead  them  to  view  a  holy  lav/. 
Which  jufc'y  docriis  to  endiefs  dtath, 
To  fe'^l  tliat  guilt  which  Jefus  faw, 
And  pray'd,  forgivC;  with  dying  breath. 

6  Open  their  eyes,  ur.fiop  their  cars, 
To  hear  condemning  juflice  found  ; 

Lord,  change  their  hearty  and  then  their  tears 
Will  witnefs  grief  to  all  around- 

^  Orce  we  were  blind,  Hke  them  we  flrove, 
TiiJ  icv'reign  mercy  chang'd  orr  ways; 
Lrrd,  bow  t]:eir  wills,  and  mal.e  thrni  love, 
Then  tiiey  v.ill  join  our  fongs  of  praife. 


KVMN     CCLV.        L.     M. 

yl  Prayer  for  fnccejs  io  M'ljfions. 

I   GREAT  God  of  g'cry,  fnow  thy  face, 
Ar.i  c'ov.n  our  efforts  with  thy  grace  ; 
In  h  sthen  knds  tliy  f  ofpel  blels 
And  here  fecure  Its  large  incrcafe. 

5.  Let  Jev/s  and  Gentiles,  bond  and  free, 
Embrace  faivation,  Lord,  by  thee ; 
V.Tiile  thcfe  who  now  in  darknefs>  dwell, 
Deliv'rance  fmg  from  guilt  and  hell. 

.•3  Millions  there  are  en  heathen  ground. 

Who  never  heard  the  goff  el's  found  ; 

Oh,  fend  It  forth,  and  let  it  run, 

t  v>-ift  and  reviving  as  the  fun. 

4  Oh,  lock  or.  thofe,  who  Hand  to  tell 

Sinners  the  way  that  leads  from  hell : 


H  Y  M  N     CCLVI.  [— SC7 

Guide  thou  their  lips,  their  hearts  unite  ; 
Teach  tiiern  to  ad  as  in  thy  fight. 

5  To  thofe  who  give  do  thou  impart 
A  gen'rous,  wife,  and  tender  heart  ; 
Lord,  crown  their  zeal,  reward  their  care, 
That  in  thy  grace  they  all  may  ihare. 

6  Let  many  {band  around  thy  throne, 
From  diif 'rent  climes,  let  many  own, 
The  banner  of  the  crofs  unfurl'd 

Has  fav'd  fi"om  hell  a  ruin'd  world- 


HYMN   CCLVI.     Eights  and  Sevens. 
Declcnjion  lamented. 

I   ONCE,  O  Lord,  thy  garden  flouriih'd, 
Ev'ry  part  look'd  gay  and  green  : 

Then  thy  word  our  i'pirits  uourifh'd, 
Happy  feafuiis  v/e  have  feen  I 

a  But  a  drought  has  fmce  fuccceded, 

And  a  fad  decline  we  fee  ; 
Lord,  tliy  help  is  greatly  needed. 

Help  can  oniy  come  from  thee- 

3  Where  are  thofc  v/e  counted  leader*, 
Fill'd  with  zeal,  and  love  and  truth  I 

Old  profeifors,  tall  as  cedars, 
Bright  examples  to  our  youth! 

4  Some,  in  whom  we  once  delighted, 
We  fhall  m.eet  no  more  below, 

Some,  alas !  we  fear  are  blighted, 
Scarce  a  fmgle  leaf  they  fhow. 

-5  Younger  plants— the  ri->;ht  how  pleafant! 

Covcr'd  thick  with  bloffoms  ftcod; 
But  they  cauie  us  grief  at  prellnt, 

P-rofb  have  nipp'd  them  in  their  bud  I 


2o8— ]      HYMN     CCLVIK 

6  Deareft  Saviour,  haftcn  hither, 
Thou  cr.nil  make  them  bloom  again 

Oil,  permit  them  not  to  wither. 
Let  not  ail  our  hopes  be  vain  ! 


HYMN     CCLVII.        L.     M. 

Hoping  for  a  Revival. 
1  WHILE  I  to  grief  my  I'oul  gave  way, 
To'  fee  the  w^ork  ef  God  decline, 
Methought  I  heard  the  Saviour  fay, 
"  Difmifs  thy  ftwrs,  the  ark  is  mine- 

a  *'  Though  for  a  time  I  hid  my  face, 
Rely  upon  my  love  and  pow'r  : 
Still  wrcftleat  the  throne  cf  grace. 
And  wait  for  a  reviving  hour. 

3  "  Take  down  thy  long  neglc<5led  harp, 
I've  fcen  thy  tears,  and  heard  thy  pray'r  ; 
The  winter  leaibn  has  been  iharp, 

Bu^  fpring  fnall  all  its  waflcs  repair-'' 

4  Lord,  I  obey,  my  hopes  revive, 
Come  join  with  me.  ye  laints',  and  fing  ; 
Our  foes  in  vain  againil  us  ilrivc. 

For  God  will  help  and  triumph  bring. 


HYMN     CCLVIII.        C.    M. 

J  Hymn  for  ChnfAan  Conference, 
I  O  LORD,  our  larguid  fouls  infpire, 

For  here  we  truft  thou  art ! 
Send  dowH  a  coal  of  heav'niy  fire. 

To  warm  eacli  \.  aiting  heart. 
%  Shewusfome  token  of  thy  iovi, 

Our  fainting  hope  to  raife ; 
And  pour  thy  blefiing  from  above, 

That  we  may  render  praife- 


HYMN     CCLTX.         [—^09 

3  Within  thefe  walls  let  holy  praife, 
And  love  and  concord  dwell ; 

Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  eafs, 
The  wounded  fpirit  heal. 

4  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye. 
The  humble  mind  bellow  ; 

And  lliine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
To  make  our  graces  grow  ! 

5  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  wori, 
In  faith  prefent  cur  pray'rs ; 

And  in  the  prefence  of  our  Lord, 
Unbofom  all  our  cares. 

6  And  may  the  gofpel's  joyful  found, 
Enforced  by  mighty  grace, 

Induce  dead  {inners  ail  around, 
To  come  and  fill  the  place. 


HYMN     CCLIX.        L.     M. 

A  'Welcome  to  Chr'ijlian  friends . 

I   BRETHREN,  bebv'd  for  jefu's  fake, 
A  hearty  weJco^ne  here  receive  ; 
May  wc  together  now  partake 
The  joys  which  he  alone  can  give  ! 

%  May  he,  by  whofe  kind  care  we  meet, 
^^nd  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 
Make  our  communications  fweet, 
And  caufe  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love  ! 

3  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 
When  thus  v/e  mset  to  pray  and  praife, 
Wf  only  with  to  fpeak  of  him, 

And  tell  the  wonders  of  his  grace. 

4  We'll  talk  of  all  h*e  did  and  faiJ, 
His  fuifring  and  Mu  dyinj;  'ove, 


aio—]        HYMN     CCLX. 

The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread, 
And  how  he  triumphs  now  abpve. 

5  Thus  as  the  moments  pafs  away, 
We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore  ; 
Then  haften  on  the  glorious  day, 
When  we  fhall  meet  to  part  no  more. 


HYMN    CCLX.        C.     M. 

The  benefit  of  Go/pel  privileges. 

I  HOW  happy  they  who  know  the  Lord, 
With  whom  he  deigns  to  dvv-eli ! 

He  feeds  and  cheers  them  by  his  word, 
His  arm  fupportsthem  well- 

%  Wand'ring  in  fin,  our  fouls  he  found, 

And  bade  us  feek  his  face  ; 
Gave  us  to  hear  the  gofpel  found, 

And  tafle  the  gofpel  grace. 

3  His  prefence  fweetens  all  our  cares, 
And  makes  our  burdens  light ; 

A  word  from  him  difpels  our  fears, 
And  breaks  the  glcom  of  night. 

4  Lord,  weexpedl  to  fufferhere, 
Nor  would  wetiare  repine  ; 

But  give  us  Hill,  to  find  thee  near. 
And  own  us,  fliii,  for  thine. 

5  Let  us  enjoy  and  highly  prize 
Thcfe  tokens  of  thy  love  : 

Till  thou  flialt  bid  our  fpirits  rife, 
To  worfnip  thee  above. 


HYMN    CCLXI.         [— 2ir 

HYMN     CCLXI.        L.     M. 

Rifing  to  God. 

1  NOW  let  our  fouls,  on  wings  fubjimcj 
Rife  from  the  vanities  of  time  ; 
Draw  back  the  parting  veil,  and  fee 
The  glories  of  eternity- 

%  Born  by  a  new  celeftial  birth, 
Why  fhould  we  grovel  here  on  earth  ? 
Why  grafp  at  tranfitory  toys, 
So  near  to  heav'ns  eternal  joys  ? 

3  Shall  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road, 
When  we  are  walking  back  to  God  ? 
For  ftrangers  into  life  we  come, 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 

4  Welcome  fweet  hour  of  full  difcharge, 
That  fets  our  longing  fouls  at  large  -. 
Unbinds  our  chains,  breaks  up  our  cell, 
And  gives  us  with  our  God  to  dv/ell. 

5  To  dwell  witli  God,  to  feel  his  love^ 
Is  the  full  heav'n  er-joy'd  above  ; 
And  the  fwcet  expedlation  now 

Is  the  young  dawn  of  heav'n  below. 


HYMN     CCLXII.        C.     M. 

Touth  and  'Judgment. 
I  LO  !  the  young  tribes  of  Adam  rife, 

And  through  all  nature  rovCj 
Fulfil  the  wifhes  of  their  eyes, 

And  tafte  the  joys  they  love. 

1  They  give  a  loofe  to  wild  dcfires : 

Eut  let  the  finners  know 
The  {lrl<3:  accounts  that  God  requires, 

Of  all  ths  v/orks  they  i!isi. 


SI  a—]        HYMN     CCLXIII. 

3  The  Judge  prepares  hh  throne  on  high, 
Theirighted  earth  andfcas 

Avoid  the  fury  of  his  eye. 
And  flee  before  lus  lace. 

4  How  fhall  I  bear  that  dreadful  day, 
And  fland  the  fiery  telt ! 

I  give  all  niorti.i  joys  away, 
To  be  forever  blcft. 


HYMN     CCLXIU.        C.    M. 

The  encouragement  young  perfons  Lave  to  Jlci  and 
kve  CLriJl.     Prov-  viii.   17. 

1   YE  hearts,  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 

In  fmiling  crowds  draw  near, 
And  turn  from  ev'ry  mortal  charm, 

A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear- 

a  He,  Lord  of  ail  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converfc  with  yon  ; 
And  lays  hi»  radiant  glories  by, 

Your  friendfhip  to  purfue. 

3  "  The  foul,  that  longs  to  fee  ray  face, 
*'  Is  fure  my  love  to  gain  ; 

'-■  And  thofe,  that  early  feek  my  grace, 
"  Shall  never  feek  in  vain  " 

4  What  ohjecSl,  Lord,  my  foul  fhould  move, 
If  once  ccmpar'd  with  thee  ? 

"What  beau:y  faouid  command  my  love, 
Like  what  in  Chrtft  I  fee  ? 

5  Away,  ye  falie  delufive  toys, 
Vain  tempters  of  the  mind ! 

Tis  here  1  fix  my  lafting-  choice, 
And  berg  true  blifs  i  find, 


HYMN     CCLXIV.      [—213 

HYMN     CCLXiV.        C.    M. 

Touth  the  moji  accepted  i'lmc. 

I  SEE  how  the  little  toiling  ant 

Improves  the  harveft  hours  : 
While  fummer  laus,  throug;h  all  her  cells 

The  choiceft  Acres  ihe  pours- 

a  While  life  remains,  our  harveil  lafts ; 

But  youth  of  life's  the  prime  ; 
pell  is  this  feafon  for  our  work, 

And  this  th'  accepted  time. 

3  To-day  attend,  is  wifdom's  voice, 
To-morrow,  folly  cries ; 

And  fiill  to-morrow  'tis,  v/hen,  Oh  ! 
To-day  the  fir.ner  dies. 

4  When  coafcience  fpeaks,  its  voice  regard 
And  felze  the  tender  hour  ; 

Humbly  implore  the  promised  grace, 
And  God  will  give  the  power. 


F^YMN     CCLXV.        L.     M. 
/il'^'jerj youth f ailing foort   cf  heaven.  M.^vk  X.  21- 

I    MUST  all  the  charms  of  nature  then, 
So  hopelcfs  to  fatvatloii  prove  ? 
Can  hell  demand,  can  heaven  condemn. 
The  man  whom  Jelus  deign^^  to  love  ? 

1  The  man  who  fought  the  ways  of  truth, 
Paid  friends  and  neighbors  all  th'^ir  due  ; 
A  modeft,  fober,  lovely  youth, 
Who  thought  he  wanted  nothing  new  ? 

3  But  niark  the  change  •  thus  fpake  the  Lord; 
"  Come  part  with  earth  fwr  heav'n  tc-day." 
The  youth,  aftonifh'd  at  the  word, 
?">  fiicnt  fadnefs  went  liis  way- 


ai4— ]       HYMN     CCLXVt 

4  Poor  virtues,  that  he  boafted  fo, 
'ihis  tefl unable  tg  endure, 

Let  Chrift,  and  grace,  and  {/[lory  go, 
To  make  his  land  and  money  lure  ! 

5  Ah  foolifh  choice  cf  treafures  here  ! 
Ah  fatal  love  of  ten^ptinj;  gold  ! 

Mufl  this  bafe  world  be  bouj^ht  fo  dear  ? 
And  life  and  heavn  fo  cheaply  fold  ! 

6  In  vain  the  charms  of  nature  {bine, 
If  this  vile  paflion  governs  me  ; 
Transform  my  foui,  O  love  divir.c  ! 
And  make  me  part  with  all  fur  thte  ! 


HYMN     CCLXVl.        S.     M. 

Prayer  of  Touth  for  JDivine  ckanfing, 

1  WIVH  humble  heart  and  tongue, 

My  God,  to  thee  I  pray  ; 
Oh,  make  me  learn  v.'hilll  I  am  young, 

How  I  may  cleanfe  my  way. 

a  Make  an  ungarded  youth 

The  objedt  of  thy  care  ; 
Help  mc  to  choofe  the  way  of  truth, 

And  fly  fiom  every  faare. 

3  My  heart,  to  folly  prone, 
Renew  by  pow'r  divine  ; 

Unite  it  to  thyfclf  alone, 

And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

4  Oh,  let  thy  word  of  grace 

My  warmefl  thoughts  employ  ; 
Be  this  through  all  my  following  days. 
My  treafure  and  my  joy. 

5  To  what  thy  laws  impart 
Be  my  whole  foul  incliii'd; 


HYMN     CCLXVII.     [-215 

Oh>  let  them  dwell  within  my  heart, 
And  fanAify  my  mind-     . 

6  May  thy  young  fervant  learn, 

By  thefe  to  cleanfe  his  way ; 
Aad  may  I  here  the  path  difcern 

That  leads  to  endlefs  day. 


HYMN     CCLXVII.        C.     M. 

Qld  A^e  approaching^  or.,  man  fra  I  and  mortal 

I  ETERNAL  Go  1 !  enthrou'd  on  high  ! 

Whom  angel-Iiofts  adore  ; 
Who  yet  to  fuppliant  duft  art  nigh, 

Thy  prefence  I  implore. 

a  Oh,  g[uide  me  down  the  fteep  of  age, 

And  keep  my  pafiioas  cool ; 
Teach  me  to  fcan  the  facred  page, 

And  pra«5life  every  rule. 

3  My  flying  years  time  urges  on, 
Wliat's  human  mud  decay  ; 

My  ffiendsj  my  young  companions  gone, 
Can  I  expedt  to  llay  ? 

4  Can  I  exemption  plead,  when  death       , 
Projects  his  awful  dart  ? 

Can  med'cines  then  prolong  my  breath, 
Or  virtue  fhield  my  heart  ? 

5  Ah !  no — then  fmooth  the  mortal  hour, 
On  thee  my  hope  depends; 

Support  me  with  almighty  pow'r, 
While  dull  to  duft  defcends- 

6  Then  ihall  my  foul,  O  jTacious  God  ! 
(While  angels  join  the  lay) 

Admitted  to  the  blefs'd  abode, 
Us  endlcfs  anthems  pay. 


n6— j     H  Y  M  N     CCLXvm. 

7  Through  heav'n.  howc'r  remote  the  bound, 

1  liy  niatchlcfs  love  proclaim, 
And  join  the  choir  of  (amts  that  found, 

Their  great  Redeemer's  name. 


HYMN     CCLXVm.        L.     M. 
Tve  agtd  CbriP.ian  rejoicing  in  a  vifu-    /   7 

1  AS  when  the  weary  trav'llcr  g»in- 
The  lieight  offome  o'cr-loc>  ng  hill, 
His  heart  revives,  v/hen  crofs  liie  plabsi 
He  eyes  his  home,  tho'  difkict  fliU. 

2  Wl'.ile  he  furveys  the  ir.uch-lov'd  fpot, 
He  flights  the  fpacc  that  lies  between  ; 
His  pail  fatigues  arc  now  forgot, 
Ikcaufe  his  journey's  enU  is  fcer. 

.■^  Thus  when  the  aged  ChriftiaR  v;is% 
Uy  faith,  his  marfion  in  the  (kies, 
'J'he  fight  his  fainting:  ftrergth  renews. 
And  wings  his  fpced  to  reach  the  prize. 

4  The  thought  of  home  his  fpirit  thccts 
N'o  more  he  grieves  for  troubles  paft  ; 
Nor  any  future  trial  fears, 

:"o  he  may  fife  arrive  at  lafl. 

5  'Tis  there,  he  fays,  I  am  to  dwell 
With  Jefu^,  in  the  rcalmf  of  day  ; 

1  hen  I  fliali  bid  my  cares  farewcl, 
And  lie  will  wipe  my  tear*  sway. 

6  Jcfui,  on  thee  my  hope  depends 
'J'o  l.ad  me  on  to  thine  abrdc  : 
Aflurd  that  heav'n  will  make  amends, 
For  all  my  toil  wliilc  on  the  read- 


HYMN     CCLXIX.       [— 

HYMN     CCLXIX.        L.     M. 

Dsfirlng  Heaven. 

I  NO  more  I  aflc  or  hope  to  find, 

Delight  or  happins:fs  below; 

Sorrow  may  well  polTtfs  the  nund, 

That  fvjeds  v/here  thorns  and  thillles  grow, 

a  The  joy  that  fades  k  net  for  me, 

I  feek  immortal  joys  above  ; 

There,  glory  wi  hout  end  fhall  be 

The  bright  reward  of  faith  andlovc, 

3   Cleave  to  the  wofld,  ye  fordid  worr..;, 
Contented  lick  your  native  duft  ; 
But  God  fiiall  fi.^^lit,  with  all  his  ftorm^. 
Againft  the  idol  of  your  trull. 


HYMN   ccLxx.     E'glits  and  Seven! 
Praife  for  redeeming  Love, 

I   LET  us  love,  and  fing,  and  wonder, 
Let  us  praife  the  Saviour's  name  ! 
He  has  hufli'd  the  law's  loud  thunder. 
He  has  quench'd  mount  Sinai's  flame. 

a  Let  us  love  the  Lord,  who  bought  u?, 
Pity'd  U5  when  enemies  ; 
Call'd  us  by  his  grace,  and  tauglit  us, 
Gave  Ub  ears,  and  gave  us  eyes, 

3  Lst  us  fing,  tho'  fierce  temptation 
Tlireaten  hard  to  be^ir  us  down  ! 
For  the  Lord,  our  itvvr.g  faivation, 
Holds  in  view  the  cofjau'rors  crovvn. 

4  Let  us  wonder,  grace  and  juftice 
Jo^ln  and  point  to  mercy's  ftore  ; 
Wiien  we  truft  in  Cknil  ourfo.trefi, 
Juflice  fmik-Sj  and  afKsr.o  more. 

K 


rig—]       HYMN     CCLXXI. 

5  L-t  u?  praife,  and  join  the  choras 
Of  the  faints,  entron'd  on  high; 
Here  chey  rruRed  him  btfore  us, 
Now  rheir  praifes  fill  the  Jky. 

6  Hark  !  the  name  of  Jcfus,  founded 
Loud,  from  goiden  harps  above  ! 

1  ord,  we  blufh,  and  are  confounded, 
i'iiint  our  praifeSj  cold  our  love  ! 


HYMN     CCLXXI.        C.    M. 

Prefumption  and  defpair, 

X   \  HATE  the  tempter  and  his  charms, 

\  hate  his  flatt'ring  breath  ; 
The  ferpent  takes  a  thoufand  forms 

To  cheat  our  fouls  to  death. 

2  He  feeds  our  hopes  with  airy  dreams, 
Or  kills  with  flaviih  fear  ; 

And  holds  us  ftill  in  wide  extremes, 
Prefumption  or  defpair. 

3  Now  he  perfuades  *'  how  eafy  'tis 
"  To  walk  the  road  of  heav'n  ;'* 

Ancn  he  fwells  our  fins,  and  cries, 
"  They  cannot  be  forgivn.'' 

4  He  ^s  young  finners,  "  yet  forbear 
"  To  think  of  God  or  death ; 

>'  For  pray'r  and  true  devotion  are 
»«  But  melancholy  breath." 

5  He  tells  the  aged,  "  they  muft  die, 
"  And  'tis  too  late  to  pray  : 

*'  In  vain  for  mercy  now  they  cry, 
"  For  they  have  loft  their  day-" 

6  Thus  he  fupports  his  cruel  throne 
By  mifchief  and  deceit, 


HYMN     CCLXXII.      [—219 

And  drags  the  fons  of  Adam  down, 
To  darknefs  and  the  pit. 

7  Almlgoty  God,  cut  fhort  his  pow'r, 

Let  him  in  darkneis  dweii ; 
And,  that  ke  vex  the  earth  no  more. 

Confine  him  down  to  hell. 


HYMN     CCLXXII.        S.     M. 

Complaint  of  Jtn* 

X  O  LORD,  how  vile  am  I, 

Unholy  and  unclean  ! 
How  can  I  dare  to  venture  nigh 
With  fuch  a  lead  of  fin  ! 

%  Is  this  polluted  heart 

A  dwelii-ng  fit  for  thee  ? 
Swarming  alas!  in  tv'ry  part, 

What  evils  do  1  fee  ! 

3  If  I  attempt  to  pray, 
Andraifi  my  ftuion  high, 

J^ly  thoughts  are  hurry'd  laft  away, 
For  fin  is-ever  nigh- 

4  If  in  thy  word  I  look, 

Such  darknefs  fills  my  mind, 
I  only  read  a  fealed  book, 
But  no  relief  can  find. 

5  Thy  gofpel  oft  I  hear, 
But  hear  ft  fiill  in  vain  ;  . 

"Without  defire,  or  love,  or  fear, 
Harden 'd  I  lliii  remain. 

6  And  mull  I  then  indeed 
Sink  in  .'efpair  and  die  ? 

Fain  would  i  hcpe  that  thou  didfi  bleed 
For  Xuch  a  wretch  as  I. 


azo— ]      HYMN     CCLXXirr 

7  That  blood  which  thou  haft  fplk, 
That  grace  which  is  thine  own  ; 

Can  deanfe  the  vileft  fniner  s  guilf, 
And  foften  hearts  of  ftone- 

8  Low  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 
Oh,  pity  and  forgive  ! 

Here  will  I  lie  and  wait  till  thou 
Shalt  bid  me  rife  and  live. 


HYMN     CCLXXUI.        S.     M. 

Light  finning  In  darhnefs, 

X  MY  former  hopes  are  dead. 

My  terror  now  begins  ; 
I  feel,  alas  !  ^  that  I  am  dead 

In  trefpaffes  and  fins. 

»  Ah,  whither  Ihall  I  fly  ? 

I  hear  the  thunder  roar  ; 
The  law  proclaims  deftrudiion  nigh, 

And  vengeance  at  the  door. 

3  When  1  review  my  ways, 
I  dread  impending  doom  ; 

But  fure  a  friendly  whifper  fays, 
"  Flei*  from  the  wrath  to  come,*' 

4  I  fee.  or  think  I  fee, 

A  glimm'ring  from  afar  ; 
A  beam  of  day  that  fliines  for  me, 
To  fave  me  from,  defpair- 

5  Fore-runner  of  the  fun, 

It  marks  the  pilgrim's  way  ; 
I'll  gaze  upon  it  v.hiie  I  run. 
And  watch  the  rifing  day. 


HYMN     CCLXXIV.       [—221 

HYMN     CCLXXIV.        TcOS. 

The  humble  ftnner  trujl'mg  in  Chrifl. 

1  CHEER  up.  my  foul,  there  is  a  mercy  feat, 
Sprinkled  with   blood,  where   Jefus  anfwers 

pray-r; 
There  humbly  cafl  thyfelf  beneath  his  feet, 
For  never  needy  finner  periih'd  there. 

a  Lord   T  am  come  !  thy  promife  is  my  plea, 
Without  thy  word  I  dare  not  venture  nigh  ; 
But  thou  hai^  caij'd  the  burden'd  foul,  to  thee, 
A  weary,  burden'd  fcul,  O  Lord,aai  I ! 

^  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  heavy  load  of  fin, 
By  Satan's  i:e.rce  temptadorss  forely  prsft, 
Befet  without,  and  full  of  fears  withirj, 
Trembling  and  faint  I  come  to  thee  for  reft. 

4  Be  thou  my  refuge,  Lord,  my  hiding--place, 
1  know  no  force  csn  tear  me  from  thy  fide  ; 
Unmov'd  I  then  m.ay  all  accufers  face. 

And  anfwer  evry  charge,  w  ith  "  Jefus  dy'd-" 

5  Yes  !  thou  didfl  weep,  and  bleed,  and  groan 

and  die ! 
Well  haft  thou  known  wliat  fierce  temptation 

means. 
Such  was  thy  love !  and  now  enthron'd  on  high. 
The  fame  compaifion  in  tliy  bofom  reigns. 

6  Lord  give  me  faith — he  hears !  what  grace 

is  this  ! 
Dry  up  thy  tears,  my  foul,  and  ceafe  to  grieve : 
He  Ihows  me  what  he  did,  and  who  he»is, 
1  nvail,  I  will,  I  can,  I  do  believe- 


a2>-]      HYMN     CCLXXV. 

HYMN    CCLXXV..     L.    M. 

Divine  grace  implored. 
I  TFIE  God  who  oi.cc  to  Ifrael  fpoke, 
From  Sinai's  tv-^p,!!!  fire  and  fmoke, 
Jn  genrler  ftrains  of  gcfpel  grace, 
Invites  us  now  to  feek  his  face- 
a  Hark  !  how  from  Calvary  it  founds ; 
From  the  Redeemer's  bleeding  wounds; 
"  Pardon  and  grace  I  freely  give, 
Poor  finuer,  look  to  me  ar.d  live.'* 

3  Whnt  other  arguments  can  move 
The  heart  that  flights  a  Saviour's  love  ! 
Yet  till  Almighty  pow'r  conftran, 
This  matchlefs  love  is  preach'd  in  vain. 

4  O  S,:iV!our,  let  that  pow-T  be  felt, 
And  caufe  each  ilony  heart  to  melt  ! 
Deeply  imprcfj  upon  our  youth 
The  light  and  force  of  gofpel  trKth. 

5  Ho'.v  will  they  elfe  thy  pre  fence  bear, 
When  as  a  Ju  i.<i  thou  fhaJl  appear  ; 
When  flighted  iov-  to  wrath  fhall  turn, 
And  the  whole  earth  like  Sinai  burn  ! 


HYMN   ccLXXvr.     Elghts  and  SiXCS. 
The  Lord^s  prayer  imitated, 
1  FATHER  Supreme  !  all  nature's  God, 
Difpiay  thy  majefty  abroad, 

And  in  full  glory  fliine  : 
To  thy  great  name  be  honors  paid, 
Throughout  all  worlds  which  thou  had  made 
Let  er.rth  the  chorus  join. 

a  Here  place  t:-y  thr&ne,  and  at  th.y  fect 
lS\-^'xc  a;i  tl'.y  {tubbora  foes  fubmit, 
Aiid  own  thy  fov'reign  fway ; 


HYMN     CCLXXVI.     [— iij 

Thine  influence  far  and  wide  extend, 
Till  haughty  rebels  lowly  bend, 
And  cheerfully  obey. 

3  Oh,  let  thy  perfe<5l  will  be  done, 
Not  by  thofe  heav'nly  hofts  alone 

Who're  wing'd  with  love  and  zeal  ; 
We  too  with  love  and  zeal  would  rifsj 
To  catch  the  ardor  ofth;  flcies, 

And  fly  to  do  thy  will. 

4  O  thou  who  airt  both  wife  and  g9od» 
We  truft  thee  for  our  daily  food, 

And  what  tlvou  feeft  is  beft  ; 
Out  fyoliOi  wifhes,  Lord,  deny, 
But  kindly  nature's  wants  fupply  ; 

To  thee  we  leave  the  reft. 

5  Teach  hs  the  needy  to  relieve ; 
Our  foes  to  pity  and  forgive, 

And  conquer  them  with  love  : 
As  we  to  others  mercy  fhow. 
Thy  mercy,  Lord,  on  us  beftow, 

And  all  our  guilt  remove. 

6  Let  thy  good  Jpiiit  guard  our  hearts^ 
Againft  the  tempter's  guileful  urts. 

And  ev'ry  dant/'rous  fnare  : 
Or  if  v.e  once  {lu.iiM  go  aftrav. 
Teach  us  again  to  fljd  the  w.:y, 

And  walk  with  better  care- 

y  Thy  name  with  rev'rence  we  adore. 
For  thine's  the  glory,  thine  the  pow'r, 

And  thine  the  right  to  reign  : 
In  thy  dominion  we  rejoice  ; 
To  thy  commands  our  heart  and  vj-cc 

Urate^  and  fay -^- Amen, 


2^4—]     HYMN     CCl.XXVTf. 

HYMN     CCLXXVII.        L.     M. 

The  LorJ  bis  people  s  facpberd.    Pfalm  Xxlii. 

I  THE  Lcrd  my  paflure  ihail  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  fhephcrd's  care  ; 
His  prrferce  fliall  my  wants  fupply, 
And  guard  me  wirh  a  watchful  eye. 

%  My  roon  day  ftcps  he  fnall  attend, 
And  z\  my  midnight  hours  defend; 
When  in  thcfultry  glebe  1  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirfly  mountains  pant. 

.*;  To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary,  wsnd  rirg  fteps  he  leads ; 
Where  peaceful  river?  fcft  and  flow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landlkips  flow. 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread. 
With  gloomy  horrors  overfprcad, 

My  lledfaft  heart  fhail  fear  no  ill, 
Ftr  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  ftill 

5  Thy  friendly  crook  fr. ail  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  fliade, 
Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  vray, 

T  hrcugh  devious,  lomJy  wilds  1  flray. 

6  Thy  bounty  fV,nll  my  pains  b-:guile, 
Theb^irrcn  wjldwni-fs  fhaJlfmi.'e, 

With  fuddcn  green  and  her^ge  crown'd, 
And  flrcams  fliail  murmvr  all  around. 


HYMN     CCLXXVIII.        L.     M. 

0«  lehig  admitted  a  member  of  a  church' 

I   GREAT  fourcc  of  Being,  heav'niy  King  ! 

Whofe  eye  my  inmofl  thought  furvcys, 
To  th' ',  with  grateful  joy,  I  bring 
My  tribute  of  unequal  praife. 


HYMN    CCLXXIX,     [—a*? 

a  Uwitcd  to  thy  chofen  flock, 
Within  thy  courts  my  foul  would  dwell, 
And  in  thy  ftrength  iuftain  the  {hock , 
Of  all  the  pow'rs  in  earth  or  helL 

3  Oh,  fend  thy  fpirit  from  on  high, 
And  let  onr  Church  thy  blefling  prove  1 
So  ftiall  our  praifes  reach  the  fky, 
Andev'ry  bofom  glow  with  love. 

4  Oh,  may  our  Paftor  draw  from  thee 
Daily  fupplies  of  heav'nly  grace  ! 

And  may  we  in  thy  temple  fee 
Thy  glorious  prefence  fill  the  place  ! 

5  Then  Ihall  our  hearts,  out  lives,  our  tongues, 
Be  confecrated  to  our  God  ; 

Our  morning  pray'rs  our  ev'ning  fongs. 
Shall  fpread  thy  wond'rous  love  abroad. 


HVMN    CCLXXIX.       L.    M. 

The  cotmert. 

I  FAR  from  thy  fold,  O  God,  my  feet 
Once  mov'd  in  error's  devious  maze, 
Nor  found  religious  duties  fweet. 
Nor  fought  thy  face,  nor  lov'd  thy  ways. 

a  With  tend'reft  voice  thou  bad'fl  me  flee 
The  paths  >\'liich  thou  couldfl  ne'er  approve ; 
And  gently  drew  my  foul  to  thee, 
With  cords  of  fwect  eternal  love. 

3  Now  to  thy  footftool,  Lord,  I  fly, 
And  low  in  felf-abafement  fall ; 

A  vile,  a  helplefs  worm  I  lie. 
And  thou,  my  God,  art  all  in  all, 

4  D  earer,  far  dearer  to  my  heart, 
Than  all  the  joys  that  earth  can  give ; 

K  2 


s»6— ]     HYMN     CCLXXX. 

From  fame,  from  wealth,  from  friends  I'd  part. 
Beneath  thy  countenance  to  live.    . 

5  And  when,  in  fmiling  friendship  dreft, 
Death  bids  me  quit  this  mortal  frame. 
Gently  redin'd  on  Jefu's  breaft, 

My  lateft  breath  fhali  blefs  his  name. 

6  Then  my  unfetter'd  foul  Ihall  rife. 
And  foar  above  yon  ftarry  fphcres, 
Join  the  full  chorus  of  the  Ikies, 

And  fing  thy  praife  through  endlefe  years. 


HYMN   CCLXXX.       C.    M. 

Prater  for  relief  under  a  body  of  Jin  and  death, 

t  LORD,  what  a  crowd  of  anxious  cares, 

Difturb  my  reftlefs  breaft  ! 
The  world's  reproach  and  Satan's  fnares, 

Leave  not  a  moment's  reft. 

%  The  glorious  fmiles  which  once  I  faw 

O'er  all  thy  face,  are  hid  ; 
I  feel  the  fentence  of  thy  law, 

And  all  my  comfort's  fled. 

3  Haft  thou  not  faid,  that  where  thou  art, 
There  thine  fhall  furely  be  ? 

Oh,  feal  this  promife  on  my  heart, 
And  fay  'twas  made  for  me. 

4  Then  cares  may  vex,  the  world  may  frowni 
They  ne'er  my  peace  (hall  move  ; 

For  what  can  weigh  that  fpirit  down, 
That  feels  a  Saviour's  love  ? 

5  Oh,  far  a  tafte,  by  faving  faith, 
Of  his  forgiving  grace  ; 

When  nature  draws  its  parting  breath, 
And  all  its  cares  flaall  ceafe ! 


HYMN     CCLXXXI.     [— aay 

HYMN     CCLXXXI.        C.     M. 

Cehfiial  profpeBs. 
I-  SWEET  glories  rulh  upon  my  fight. 

And  charm  my  wond'ring  eyes  ; 
The  regions  of  immortal  light. 

The  beauties  of  the  Ikies  ! 

a  All  hail  !  ye  fair  celeftial  (hores! 

Ye  lands  of  endlefs  day  ! 
Swift  on  my  view  your  prolpedl  pours, 

And  drives  nay  griefs  away. 

3  There's  a  delightful  clearnefs  now, 
My  clouds  of  d*ubt  are  gene, 

FleH  is  my  former  darknefo  too, 
My  fears  are  all  withdrawn. 

4  Short  is  the  paliage — fhort  the  fpsce 
Between  my  home  and  me: 

There  !  there  behold  the  radiant  place ! 
How  near  the  manfions  \>^  I 

5  Immortal  wonders !  boundlefs  things  ! 
In  thofe  dear  worlds  appear  : 

Prepare  me.  Lord,  tofiietch  my  wings, 
And  in  thofe  glories  fhare. 


HYMN     CCLXXXir.        C     M. 

A  covert  from  the  heat, 

1  WHEN  on  a  fummer's  fultry  day, 
Th'=  Sun  darts  forth  his  rays ; 

The  trav'ler  laborson  h's  way, 
Beneath  the  raid- lay  blaze : 

a  When  not  a  cooling  breeze  is  felt, 

No  friendly  roof  is  nigh 
The  languid  body  feems  to  m.elt, 

The  faintine:  foirits  gx^  ; 


a'ftS— ]    HYMN    CCLXXXlIt 

3  Should  fonie  tall  rock  at  fuoh  an  hour, 
A  ditlant  ihade  prepare, 

Hope  would  exert  his  feeble  pow'r, 
I'o  fly  and  reft  him  there. 

4  Thus  he  who  treads  the  heav'nJy  path, 
And  feels  upon  him  burn 

The  kindlings  of  Almighty  wrath, 
Muft  labor,  droop  and  mourn. 

5  Till  Chrlft,  the  covert  from  the  heat, 
His  longing  fpirit  fees, 

And  draws  him  to  a  cool  retreat. 
Affording  reft  and  cafe- 

6  He  like  a  rock  of  refuge  rofe, 

Andfacred  fhade  extends, 
Refrefhment  and  fecure  repofe, 

For  all  his  weary  friends. 


HYMN  ccLxxxiii.     Sevcos. 

Trujl  in  God.   Habak.  iii.   17,   18. 

I   SHOULD  the  riiing  whirlwinds  tear 
From  its  ftem  the  rip'ning  ear  ; 
Should  the  fig-tree's  blafted  (hoot 
Drop  her  green  untimely  fruit : 

^  Should  the  vine  put  forth  no  more, 
Nor  the  olive  yield  her  ftore  ; 
Though  the  fick'ning  flocks  fhould  fall, 
And  the  herds  defert  the  ftall : 

3  Should  God's  altcr'd  hand  rellrain     - 
Th'  early  and  the  latter  rain  ; 
Biafl  each  op'ning  bud  of  joy, 
And  the  riling  year  deitroy  ; 


HYMN    CCLXXXIV.     [— za? 

4  Yet  to  God  my  foul  fhould  raife 
Grateful  vows,  and  folemii  praife  ; 
And,  when  ev'rybleffing's  flown, 
I.ove  him — for  himfelf  alone. 


HYMN     CCLXXXIV.        L.    M. 

Ths  Chrijlian  armor.   Eph.  vl.  13 — 17 

I  WITH  holy  z^ai  and  Chriftias  grace, 
ril  take  the  armor  for  the  race, 
WhiliT:  foes  and  fears befet  me  round, 
In  Chi'ift  the  Lord  my  ftrength  is  found. 

%  Forever  blcffed  be  the  Lord, 
His  word  he  gives  me  for  a  fword. 
And  he  commands  to  wield  it  well, 
Againft  the  pow'rs  cf  earth  and  hell. 

3  His  righteou/hefs  a  breadphte  yields, 
Whilft  faith  afford?  a  glorious  Taield, 
His  free  falvation's  fov'relo-n  grace, 
Shall  on  my  head  the  helmet  place. 

4  Thiis  arm'd  and  martial'd  for  the  field, 
Againfl  tcniptat3>on  doubly  ilcel'd, 

The  glorious  combat  I  begin. 
Declaring  v/ar  with  fleili  and  fin. 

5  My  heav'nly  Captain's  watchful  cire, 
ShaH  keep  m^from  the  fowler's  ina/c  ; 
His  fpirit  guidf  my  wano'ring  icei, 
Till  (his  face  inglcrv  n-.^Tet. 


23©—]     HYMN     CCLXXXV. 
HYMN   CCLXXXV.    c.  M»    In  two  patts. 

Qhriji's  birtby    life,  death,    nfurrecrion,  afcenfioHt 

and  inUrceJfion. 

PART  I. 

ChrifCs  birth  and  life.  * 

I  AWAKE,  my  foul,  tune  ev'ry  firing, 

In  God  thy  Saviour's  praife. 
Join  with  the  heav  nly  hofts  and  fing. 
The  higheft  no^es  they  raif?. 

a  Tell  how  the  glorious  Son  of  God, 

Forfook  the  reaims  of  bJifs, 
Defcended  to  our  guilty  world, 

Proclwiiming  hie  and  peace. 

3  Angelic  hofis  declare  his  birth, 
''  Glory  tc  God  on  high, 

"  Good  v/iil  to  n:en  and  peace  on  earth  ! 
"  B;hcld  ths  Savicur  nigh  ! 

4  '=  To  BethPem's  city  quick  repair, 
T]i'  etherial  fpirits  cry, 

•'  A'  d  fee  the  prcmis'd  Saviour  there, 
"  i  cw  in  a  manger  lie, 

5  "  With  humble  faith  and  holy  fear, 
"  Go  vifiil  Chrixl  your  king." 

Their  heav'nly  notes  the  fhephers  hear. 
And  join  the  praife  they  fing. 

6  On  Jordan's  banks  th'  eternal  God 
His  birth  divine  declsires  ; 

•'  1  his  is  my  fon  !"  I^o  !  on  his  head 
The  heav'nly  dove  appears- 

7  Holy  his  life,  his  doiStrines  true  ; 
(How  bright  the  godhead  fhore  '} 

Difeafes  heard  and  Satan  knew, 
That  what  he  fp'-ke  waa  dons, 


HYMN     CCLXXXV.    [—131 
PART  11. 

ChriJTs  death,  refurre&iorty  afcenfion  and  inter cejpon. 

8  BEHOLD  the  Saviour  on  the  tree, 
With  arms  extended  wide  ! 

From  death  a  Tin^ui  world  to  free. 
He  groan'd.  and  bled  and  dy'd ! 

9  The  fun  its  beams  no  longer  lent, 
To  fee  its  Maker  bleed  ; 

His  groans  the  rocks  and  mountains  rent, 
And  woke  the  fleeping  deadP' 

10  But  when  th'  appointed  hour  was  come, 
The  lleep-ing  Saviour  wcke  ; 

He  rofe  triumphing  from  t'he  tomb, 
The  chains  of  death  he  broke. 

11  On  the  eternal  God's  right  hand, 
The  great  Redeemer  fits  ; 

Both  heav'n  and  earth  to  his  commaKd 
The  Father  now  comsnits. 

11  Our  advocate  himfelf  lie  fliles, 

The  fmner's  caufehe  p'eads. 
Through  him  the  Father  looks  and  fmiles, 

While  thus  he  intercedes. 

13  Whom  once  he  loves  he'll  ne'er  forget, 
His  counfels  guide  them  ftill ; 

His  grace  their  weary  fouls  will  feat 
On  heav'ns  eternal  hill. 

1 4  Reviving  thought !  then,  humble  fou!, 
With  courage  venture  on  ! 

Though  esrth  and  heU  againfl  thee  roll, 
In  Chriil  the  battle's  v/on. 


^r^—]     HYMN    CCLX-^XVI. 

HYMN    CCLXXXVI.       C.     M. 

Prayer  under  temptations  of  Satan, 
I  WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear. 

To  manfions  w  the  ikies, 
1  bid  farewell  to  cv'ry  fear. 

And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes, 
ft  Should  earth  zgzinO.  my  foul  engaee 
And  Satan's  darts  be  hurl'd,  * 

^hen  I  can  fniile  at  all  his  rage 
And  {^ce  a  frowning  world 

3  Let  all  the^^empter's  malice  come, 
And  Korms  of  forrdvv  fall ; 

If  1  may  fafcly  reach  my  home. 
My  God,  my  heav  n,  my  all : 

4  There  Ihall  I  bathe  my  weary  foul, 
In  feas  of  heav'niy  reft, 

Nor  feel  a  troubling  tempter's  call 
naurb  my  peactftil  breaft. 


HYMN     CCLXZXVn.        L.     M. 

Prnscrundirtemptathnfrom  the  tumults  cftbenvorld. 

I  THE  billows  fwell,  the  winds  are  hi<^h, 
Clouds  overcaft  my  wintr)-  Iky ;  " 

Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  1  call, 
My  fears  are  great,  my  llrength  is  fmalL 

a  O  Lord,  a  Saviour's  part  perform, 
And  guide  and  guard  me  thro'  the  ftorm  ; 
Defend  me  from  each  thrtat'ning  ill, 
Control  the  waves,  fay, «'  peace,  be  ftill" 
^  Amidft  the  roaring  cf  the  the  fea, 
My  foul  flill  hangs  her  hope  on  thee ; 
Thy  conftant  love,  thy  faithful  care. 
Arc  all  that  fave  me  from  defpair. 


HYMN     CCLXXXVIII.     [—233 

4   Dangers  of  ev'ry  fh?pe  and  name, 
'  *^'enci  the  foliow'rs  of  the  Lamb, 
0  leave  the  •w'orld's  deceitful  fhore^ 
rd  leave  it  to  return  no  more- 

£  God  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call, 
AflHided  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 
When  the  great  water-floods  prevail, 
Leave  not  my  trembling  heart  to  fail ! 


HYMN     CCLXXXVIII.        C.     M. 

Perplexity  relic ved. 

1  ANXIOUS,  I  ftrove  rofind  the  way 

Which  to  iaivation  led  ; 
I  liften'd  long,  I  try'd  to  pray. 

And  heard  what  many  faid- 

a  When  feme  cf  joy  sand  comforts  told, 

I  fear'd  that  1  was  v/ronw  -. 
For  I  wssflupid,  dead,  and  cold. 

Had  neither  joys  nor  fong. 

3  The  Lord  n:y  lab'ring  heart  reliev'd, 
And  ruade  my  burden  light ; 

Tbc-  for  a  moment  I  believd, 
.-.nd  thought  that  all  was  right- 

4  Of  fierce  temptations  others  talk'd, 
Of  anguifh  and  difmay  ; 

Thro'  what  diftrefles  they  bad  walk'd, 
Before  they  found  the  way. 

5  Ah !   then  I  thought  n^  hopes  were  vain, 
For  T  had  liv'd  at  eafe  ; 

I  wlfh'd  for  all  my  ftars  again, 
To  make  me  more  like  thefe. 

6  I  had  my  wilh,  the  Lord  difclo&'d 
The  evil   of  my  heart ; 

And  left  my  raked  foul  txpo&'d 
To  Satan's  fiery  dart- 


334—1    HYMN     CCLXXXIX. 

7  Alas  !  I  cry'd  in  deep  defpair. 
Born  down  with  fearful  pain  ! 

How   can  I  thefe  fierce  terrors  bear, 
And  who  will  now  fuftain  ! 

8  Agai  n  my  Saviour  brought  me  aid, 
And  when  he  fet  me  free, 

"  Truil  limply  on  my  word,"  he  faid, 
"  And  leave  the  reft  to  me-" 


HYMN   CCLXXXIX.     Se^en?. 
The  fovereign  call  of  Chr'ijh 
I  IN  his  own  appointed  hour, 
To  my  heart  the  Saviour  ipoke ; 
Touch'd  me  by  his  fplrit's  pow'r, 
And  my  dang'rous  fiumber  broke. 

1  Then  I  faw  and  own'd  my  guilt. 
Soon  my  gracious  Lord  reply'd  ; 
"  Fear  not,  1  my  blood  have  fpilt, 
*Twasfcrfuch  as  thee  I  ^y'd." 

3  Shame  and  wonder,  joy  and  love, 
A 11  at  once  pcfTcfs'd  my  heart ; 
Can  I  hope  thy  grace  to  prove, 
After  ading  fuch  a  part  ? 

4  "   Thou  haft  greatly  finn'd,  he  faidj 
But  I  freely  all  forgive; 

I  niyielf  thy  ^ebt  have  paid, 
Now  1  bid  thee  rife  axid  Jive." 


HYMN     CCXC.        C.    M. 

Gld  things  are  pajfcd  away. 

I  LET  carnal  minds  the  world  puriue, 

It  has  no  charnss  for  me  ; 
Once  1  admlr'd  its  trifles  too. 

But  grace  has  fct  me  fr«e. 


HYMN    CCXCl.         [—131 

%  Its  fading  charms  no  longer  pleafe, 

No  more  content  afford  ; 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  thefe, 

Now  I  have  feen  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  op'ning  day, 
The  ftars  are  all  conceal'd  ; 

So  earthly  pleafures  fade  away, 
When  Jefus  is  reveal'd. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice, 
I  bid  them  all  depart ; 

His  name,  and  love,  and  gracious  Yoice, 
Have  fix'd  my  roving  heart- 

5  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alose, 
And  wholly  live  to  thee  ; 

But  may  I  hope  that  thou  wilt  own 
A  worthlefs  worm  like  me  ? 

6  Yes,  though  offinners  I'm  the  worft, 
I  cannot  doubt  thy  will ; 

For  if  thou  hadft  not  lov'd  we  firft, 
I  had  refus'd  thee  ftill. 


HYMN    CCXCI.       L.     M. 

Hatred  ofjtn. 

1  MOST  holy  Lord  !  I  love  thy  truth. 
Nor  dare  thy  leaft  commandment  flight 
Yet  pitrc'd  by  Cn,  the  ferpent's  tooth, 
I  mourn  the  anguifh  of  the  bite. 

»  But  though  the  polfon  lurks  within , 
Hope  bids  me  ftill  with  patience  wait  j 
Till  death  fhail  fet  me  free  from  fin, 
Free  from  the  only  thing  I  hate. 

3  Had  I  a  throne  above  the  reft, 
Wher-i  angels  and  archangels  dwell ; 


136—]        HYMN     CCXCII. 

One  fin,  unflain  within  my  breaft, 
Would  make  that  heav'n  as  dark  as  hell. 

4  But  there  no  foe  invades  the  blifs, 
When  giory  crowns  the  Chriftian's  head  ; 
One  view  of  Jefus  as  he  is. 
Will  flrike  all  fin  forever  dead. 


HYMN     CCXCII.        L.     M. 

Prayer  for  grp.ce.   Pfa.  cvi.  4,  5. 

I  REMEMBER  us,  we  pray  thee,  Lord, 
With  thofe  who  love  thy  gracious  name  ; 
And  to  our  fouls  that  good  afford, 
Thy  promife  Y  as  prepared  for  them. 

a  To  us  thy  great  falvation  Ihow, 
Give  us  a  talle  of  love  divine ; 
That  we  thy  people's  joy  may  know, 
And  in  their  holy  triumph  join. 


HYMN   ccxciii.     Sevens. 
Coming  to  the  throne  of  grace. 

I  NOT  to  Sinai's  dreadful  blaze, 
But  to.  Zion's  throne  of  grace, 
By\  way  mark'd  out  with  blood. 
Sinners  now  approach  to  God. 

a  Not  to  hear  the  nery  law, 
But  with  humble  joy  to  draw 
Water  by  that  well  fupply'd, 
jefus  open'd  when  he  dy'd. 

3  Lord,  there  are  no  flreamsbut  thine, 
Can  affHag^e  a  third  like  mine  ; 
' Tis  a  thirft  thyfelf  didll  give. 
Let  me  therefore  drink  and  livC' 


HYMN     CCXCIV.       [—313? 

HYMN    CCXCIV,       L.     M. 

A  hymn  for  the  beginning  of  ivorjhlp^ 

2  THY  prefence,  gracious  God,  afford, 
Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word  ; 
Now  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
And  faith  be  rnixt  wkh  what  v;e  hear. 

a  Diftra6ling  thoughts  and  cares  remove. 
And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above  ; 
With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed, 
And  fatisfy'd  with  living  bread. 

3  To  us  thy  facred  word  apply, 
With  fov'reign  pow'r  and  energy  ; 
And  may  we  in  thy  faith  and  fear,         ♦ 
Reduce  to  pradice  what  we  hear, 

4  Father,  in  us  thy  Son  reveal ; 
Teach  us  to  know  and  do  thy  will ; 
Thy  faving  pow'r  and  love  difplay, 
And  guide  us  tp  the  realms  of  day. 


HYMM     CCXCV.        L.     M. 

At  difrniffion, 

1  DISMISS  VIS  with  thy  blefiing,  Lord, 
Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word, 
All  that  has  been  amifs  forgive. 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

a  Though  we  are  gul'.ty,  thou  art  good, 
Wafti  all  our  works  in  jefu's  blood  5 
Give  ev'ry  fetter'd  foul  r-cleafe. 
And  bid  U3  all  depart  in  peace, 


438—]      HYMN    CCXCVr. 

HVMN  ccxcvi.     Eights  and  Sevens. 

the  fame. 
I  LORD,  difmifs  us  with  thy  bleffing, 

Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  j 
Let  us  each  thy  love  poffefiing. 

Triumph  in  redeeming  grace : 
Oh,  refrefh  us ! 
Trav'ling  through  this  wilderneft. 

a  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration, 

For  thy  gofpel's  joyful  found, 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  falvation 

In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  : 
May  thy  prefence 
With  us,  evermore,  be  found. 

3  So,  whene'er  the  Cgral's  glv'n, 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away  ; 
Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heavn, 

Glad  to  leave  our  cumbroHS  clay, 
May  we  ready, 
Rife  and  reign  in  endlefs  day ! 


HVMN    CCXCVII.        L.     M. 
Secitngjirji  the  kingdom  of  God,  \;fc    Matt.  vl.  33, 

I  NOW  let  a  true  ambition  rife, 

And  ardor  fire  our  breaft, 
To  reign  in  worlds  above  the  Ikies, 

In  heav'nly  glories  dreft. 

a  Behold  Jehovah's  royal  hand 

A  radiant  crown  difplay. 
Whole  gems  with  vivid  luftrc  fhinc. 

While  ftars  and  fun  decay. 

3   Away,  each  grov'ling  anxious  care, 
Beneath  a  Chrillian's  thought ; 


HYMN     CCXCVIII.      [—259 

1  fpring  to  feize  immortal  joys, 
Which  my  Redeemer  bought, 

4  Ye  heart '3,  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 

The  glorious  prize  purfue  ; 
Nor  Ihali  ye  want  the  goods  of  earth, 

While  heav  n  is  kept  in  view. 


HYMN    CCXCVIII.       L.    M, 

Parting  nvith  carnal  joys* 

I  1  SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away, 
Away  ye  tempters  of  the  mind, 
Falfe  as  the  frnooth  deceitful  fea, 
And  empty  as  the  whiftling  wind. 

a  Your  flreams  were  floating  me  along, 
Down  to  the  gulph  of  black  defpair  ; 
And  whilft  I  liften'd  to  your  fong, 
Your  ftreams  had  e'en  convcy'd  me  there, 

3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchlefs  grace, 
That  warn'd  me  of  that  dark  abyfs, 

That  drew  me  from  thofe  treach'rous  feas, 
And  bade  me  feck  fuperior  blifs- 

4  Now  to  the  fhlning  realms  above, 

I  ftretch  my  hands  and  glance  my  eyes  ; 
Oh,  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  fkies ! 

5  Therefrom  the  bofom  of  my  God, 
Oceans  of  endlefs  pleafure  roll ; 
There  would  I  fix  my  laft  abode. 
And  drown  the  forrows  of  my  foul> 


140— ]      HYMN     CCXCIX, 

HYMN     CCXCIX.        L.  *M. 

The  vanity  of  creatures. 
I   MAN  has  a  foul  of  vaft  defires. 
He  burns  within  with  reftlefs  fires, 
I'ofs'd  to  and  fro,  his  palfions  fly, 
iTom  vanity  to  vanity. 

a  In  vain  on  earth  we  hope  to  find 
Some  folid  good  to  fill  the  mind  ; 
We  try  new  pleafures,  but  wc  feel 
1'he  inward  thirft  and  torment  ftill. 

3  So  when  a  raging  fever  burns, 
We  ftiift  from  fide  to  fide  by  turns, 
And  'tis  a  poor  relief  we  gain, 

To  change  the  place^  but  keep  the  pain. 

4  Great  God  !  fubdue  this  vicious  thirft. 
This  love  to  vanity  and  duft  ; 

Cure  the  vile  fever  of  the  mind, 
And  feed  our  fouls  with  joys  refiji'd. 


HYMN     CCC.        L.     M. 

Thefoverejgrdy  of  grace.    Luke  x.  2  1,22. 
1  THERE  was  an  hour  when  Chriil  rcjoic  d. 
And  fpoke  his  joys  in  word*  of  praife  ; 
"  Father,  I  thank  thee,  mighty  God, 
Lord  of  the  earth,  and  heav'ns  and  fcas- 

%  "  I  thank  thy  fov'reign  pow'r  and  love. 
That  crowns  my  dovSlrine  with  fuccefs  ; 
And  makes  the  babes  in  knowledge  learn, 
The  heights,  and  breadths,  and  leiigths  of  grace. 

3  "  But  all  this  glory  lies  conceal'd 
From  men  of  prudence  and  of  wit : 
The  prince  of  darhnefs  blinds  their  eyes, 
And  their  own  pride  refills  the  light. 


HYMN     CCCI.  [— 2u 

4  "  Father  'tis  thus,  becaufe  thy  will 
Chofe  and  ordaia  d  it  fhould  be  fo  ; 
'Tis  thy  delight  t'  abafe  the  proud, 
And  lay  the  haughty  fcorner  lo  at. 

5  «  There's  none  can  know  the  FatI.er  righf, 
But  thofe  who  learn  him  from  the  Son  : 
Nor  can  the  Son  be  .well  receiv'd, 

But  where  the  Father  makes  him  known." 

6  Then  let  our  fouls  adore  our  God, 
That  deals  his  graces  as  he  pleafe  ; 
Nor  gives  to  mortals  an  account, 

Or  of  his  actions  or  decrees- 


HYMN     CCCI.        L.     M. 

Prayer  for  grace, 

I  O  THOU,  to  whofe  all-fearching  fjght, 
The  darknefs  ihineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  and  let  it  bs 
Free'd  from  thefe  bonds,  and  join'd  to  thee 

a  VA\fh  out  its  {lain 3  refine  its  drofs, 
Nail  n>}' affections  to  the  crcf^! 
Hallow  each  thought ;  let  ail  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean- 

3  If  in  this  darkfome  wild  I  ftray, 
Be  tliou  aiy  light,  be  thou  my  way  ; 
No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear. 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near 

4  When  riftng  Hoodi  my  foul  o'erflow, 
Wlicn  linking  deep  in  waves  of  woe, 
Jeius.  ihy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raife  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 


C4i— j         HYMN    CCCd.. 

5   Oh,  let  thy  hand  iupport  me  ftUl, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill ! 
"Where  toil,  ard  grief,  and  pain  fhall  ceafej 
IVhere  all  is  calm,  -and  all  is  Xit9.cc- 


HYMN    CCCII  L.     M. 

Theleatitudcs.      Mattb.  t?.  2—12. 

T   BI.ES3D  are  the  humble  fouls  that  fee 
Their  emp'cinefsL  and  poverty  : 
Treafuresof  graceto  them  are  glv'n, 
And  crowr.s  of  joy  laid  up  in  heav'n. 

c  Biefs'd  are  the  men  of  broken  heart. 
Who  mourn  for  fm  with  inward  fmart  ; 
The  blood  of  Chrift  divinely  flows, 
A  healing  balm  for  all  their  -w  ocs. 

2,  Biefs'd  are  the  meek,  who  ftand  afar, 
From  rage  and  paflion,  ncife  and  war  ; 
God  will  fecure  their  happy  ftate, 
And  plead  their  caufc  againft  the  great. 

4  Biefs'd  are  the  fouls  that  long  for  grace., 
Hunger  and  thirfl  for  rightecufnefs  I 
They  fhall  be  v/ell  fupply'd,  and  fed 
With  living  dreams  and  living  bread. 

5  Blcf^'<J  are  the  men  whofe  bowels  move. 
And  melt  with  fympathy  and  love  ; 
From  Chrifl  the  Lord  fhall  they  obtain 
Like  fympathy  and  love  again, 

6  Biefs'd  are  the  pure,  whofe  hearts  are  clean 
from  the  defiling  pow'rs  of  fm  ; 

'With  endlefs  pleafure  they  fhall  fee 
A  God  of  fpotlefs  purity. 

"7  Biefs'd  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
■^V'ho  quench  the  coals  of  growing  llrifej 


HYMN     CCCfll.        [—-Z43 

They  fhall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  blifs, 
The  fons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 

8  Blefs'd  are  the  fuff'rers,  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  ihame  for  Jefu's  fake  ; 
Their  foiils  fhall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Glory  and  joy  are  then-  reward- 


■HYMN  ccciii.     L.  M.     In  three  pSTts. 

CbaraSiers    of  Chrifi  borroived  from  inanimate 
■things  in  fcripture. 

PART  I. 

1   GO  worfhip  at  Emmanuel's  i^tx.. 
See  in  his  face  what  wonders  meet  ! 
Earth  is  too  narrow  to  erprefs 
His  worth,  his  glory,  or  disgrace, 

a  The  whole  creation  can  afford 
But  fome  faint  fhadows  of  my  Lord  ; 
Natur;,  to  make  his  beauties  known, 
IVIuft  mingle  colours  not  her  own. 

3  U  he  compar'd  to  wine  or  bread  ? 
Dear  Lord,  our  fouls  would  thus  be  iti, ; 
That  fieih,  that  dying  blood  of  thine, 

Is  bread  of  life,  is  heav'nly  wine. 

4  Is  he  a  tree  }  The  world  receives 
S:ilvation  from  his  heaHng  leaves ; 

That  righteous  branch,  that  fruitful  bough. 
Is  David's  root  and  offspring  too. 

5  Is  he  a  rofe  ?  Not  Sharon  yields 
Such  fragr£ncy  in  all  her  fields  ; 
Or,  if  the  lily  he  affume. 

The  vallies  blefs  the  rich  perfumc^ 


244—}         HYMN     CCClir. 

6  Is  he  a  vine  ?  His  heav'nly  root 
Supplies  the  boughs  with  life  and  fruit  ; 
Oh,  let  a  lading  union  join 

My  foul  to  Chrift,  the  living  vine ! 
PART    [1. 

7  Is  Chril\  the  head  ?  Each  member  live?, 
And  owns  the  vital  pow'rs  he  gives ; 

1  he  friints  belcw,  and  faints  above, 
Join'd  by  his  Spirit  and  his  love- 

8  Is  he  a  fountain  ?  There  I  bathe, 
And  heal  the  plague  of  fin  and  death  ; 
Thefe  waters  all  my  foul  renew, 
And  cleanfe  my  ipotted  garments  too. 

9  Is  he  a  fire  ?   Heil  purge  my  drofs; 
But  the  true  geld  fuftains  no  lofs  : 
Like  a  rtrfmer  Ihall  he  fit, 

And  tread  the  refufe  with  bis  feet, 

10  ts  he  a  rock  ?  How  firm  he  proves ! 
The  Rock  of  ages  never  moves ; 

Yet  the  fwcet  ftreams  that  from  him  flow 
Aldend  us  all  the  defert  thro'. 

It   Is  he  a  way  ?   He  leads  to  God ; 
f  he  path  is  drawn  in  linrs  ot  h'.ood  • 
There  would  I  walk  with  hope  and  zeal, 
Till  I  arrive  at  Zion's  hill. 

1 1  Is  he  a  door  ?   I'll  enter  in  ; 
Behold  the  paflures  large  and  green  ; 
A  paradife  divinely  fair, 

None  but  the  Iheep  have  freedom  there. 

PART    III. 

1 3   Is  ChriH;  defign'd  a  corner  ftone, 
Fer  nien  to  build  their  heav'n  upon  i 
rU  make  him.  my  foundation  too, 
Nor  fear  the  plots  of  hell  below. 


H  Y  M  N     CCCIV,        [— at; 

14  Is  he  a  temple  ?  I  adore 

Th'  indwelling  majefty  and  pow'r  : 
And  ftill  to  his  moft  holy  place, 
Whene'er  I  pray,  I  turn  my  face, 

15  Is  he  a  ftar  ?  He  breaks  the  night. 
Piercing  the  fhades  with  dawning  light ; 
I  know  his  glories  from  afar, 

1  know  the  bright,  the  morning  ftar- 

16  Is  he  a  fun  ?  His  beams  are  grace, 
His  courfc  is  joy  and  rightcoufnefs  : 
Nations  rejoice,  when  he  appears, 

To  chafe  their  clouds  and  dry  their  tears. 

17  Oh,  let  me  climb  thcfe  higher  Ikies, 
Where  ftornis  and  darknefs  never  rife ! 
There  he  difplays  his  pow'r  abroad. 
And  Ihines  and  ririgns  th'  incarnate  God. 

18  Nor  earth,  nor  fca?,  nor  fun,  nor  flars, 
Nor  heav'n  his  full  r'^femblance  bears  ; 
His  beauties  wc  can  never  trace, 

Till  we  behold  him  face  to  face- 


HVMN     CCCIV.        L.     M. 

Ths  names  anJtitUi  of  Chriji  yfromfiveralfcriptunt  - 

I  'TIS  from  the  treafures  of  his  word 
1  borrow  titles  for  my  Lord  ; 
Nor  art,  nor  nature  can  fupply 
Sufficient  forms  of  m.ajefty. 

a  Bright  image  of  the  Father's  face, 
Shining  with  undimlnifh'd  rays, 
Th'  eternal  God's  eternal  Son, 
The  heir  and  partner  of  his  throne. 

3  The  King  of  kings,  the  Lord  moft  high, 
Writes  his  own  eame  upon  his  thigh ; 


^46—1        HYMN     CCCr. 

He  wears  a  garment  dipp'd  In  blood, 
And  breaks  the  nations  with  his  rod. 

4  "Where  grace  can  neither  melt  nor  move, 
The  Lamb  refentshis  injur'd  love, 
Awakes  his  wrath  without  delay, 

And  Judah's  Lion  tears  the  prey. 

5  But  when  for  works  of  peace  he  comes. 
What  winning  tides  he  affumes  ! 

Light  cf  the  world,  and  life  of  men  ; 
Nor  bears  thofe  chara^flers  in  vain. 

6  With  tender  pity  in  his  heart. 
He  a(5ls  the  Mediator's  part ! 

A  friend  and  brother  he  appears, 
And  Well  fulfils  the  name  he  wears, 

7  At  length  the  Judge  his  throne  afcends, 
Divides  the  rebels  from  his  friends, 

And  faints,  in  full  fruition,  prove 
His  rich  variety  oi  love. 


HYMN   cccv.     L.  M.     In  two parts. 

T'/^e  offices  ofChnJlfromfeveralfcrtptures^ 

r  JOIN  all  the  names  of  love  and  pow*r. 
That  ever  men  or  angels  bore, 
Ail  are  too  mean  to  fpeak  his  wortli. 
Or  fet  Emmanuel's  glory  forth.  y 

%  But  Oh!   v.'hat  condefcending  ways 
He  takes  to  teach  his  heav'nly  grace  I 
My  eyes  with  joy  and  wonder  fee, 
What  forms  of  love  he  bare  to  me. 
\  The  "  Angel  of  the  cov'nant  ftauds,'* 
With  his  commiiBon  in  his  hands. 
Sent  from  his  Father's  milder  throne, 
Tft  make  the  great  falvat^on  known. 


HYMN    CCCV.        [—24; 

4.  Great  Prophet,  let  me  blefs  thy  name  ; 
By  thee  the  joyful  tidings  came, 
Of  wrath  appeas'd,  of  fins  forgiven, 
Of  hell  fubdu'd,  and  peace  with  heav'n. 
1;  My  bright  example,  and  my  Guide, 
i  would  be  walking  near  thy  ude  ; 
Oh,  let  me  never  ruii  aflray,. 
Nor  follow  the  forbidden  way  ! 

6  I  love  my  Shepherd,  he  fhall  keep 
My  wand'ring  foulamongft  his  Iheepr 
He  feeds  his  flocks,  he  calls  their  nauv-s. 
And  in  his  bofom  bears  the  lambs. 

7  My  Surety  undertakes  my  caufe, 
Anfw'ring  his  Father's  broken  laws  ; 
Behold  my  foul  at  freedom  ht, 

My  Surety  paid  the  dreadful  djot. 
PART   II. 

8  Jefus,  my  great  High  Prieft,  his  dya, 
1  feek  no  facrifice  befide ; 

His  blood  did  once  for  all  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne. 

9  My  Advocate  appears  on  high, 
T.he  Father  lays  his  thunder  by ; 
Not  all  that  earth  or  hoil  can  fay, 
Shall  turn  my  Fathers  heart  away. 

10  My  Lord,  my  Conqu'ror,  and  my  King, 
Thy  fceptre  and  thy  fword  I  fiBg  ; 

Thii'e  is  the  vid'ry,  and  I  fit 

A  joyful  jubjed  at  chy  feet. 

n  Afpire  my  foul  to  glorious  deeds. 

The  Captain  of  falvatioa  leads  ; 

March  on,  nor  fear  to  win  the  day, 

Tho'  de2.th  and  hell  obftru^a  the  Wc-.y, 


iiS~]         K  Y  M  N     CCCVI, 

1 2  Should  death  and  hell,  and  pow'rs  unknown 
Put  all  their  forms  of  mifchicf  on, 
1  flia!l  be  fafe;  for  Chrifl  difplays 
tialvation  in  more  fov'reign  v.-ays^ 


HYMN   CCCVI.      Sixes  and  Fours 
To  the  Trinity. 

1   COME,  Thou  Almighty  King, 
Help  us  thy  name  to  fmg, 

Help  us  to  praife  ! 
Father,  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  vi(5loricns, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 

Antient  cf  days  ! 

a  Jefus,  our  Lord,  arife, 
Scatter  our  enemies. 

And  malie  them  fall  I 
Let  thine  almighty  aid 
Our  fare  defence  he  mace, 
Ot'.r  fouls  on  thee  be  f^ay'd  : 

Lord,  hear  cur  call ! 

■},  Ccrne,  thou  incarnate  v/ord, 
G:r;d.cn  thy  mighty  fwcrd, 

Our  pray'rs  attend  ! 
Ccrne  ar.d  thy  people  blei5, 
And  give  tl'I'y  word  fuccefs ; 
Fpir'.i;  of  holinefs 

On  us  defcend  ! 

4  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
'i  hy  fscred  witnefs  bear 

In  this  glad  hour  ! 
1  liOU  who  Almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  ev'ry  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 


HYMN    CCCVII.         [—24.^ 


5  To  the  great  one  In  three 
Eternal  praifes  be, 

Hence  evermore  ; 
His  fov'reign  majefty 
May  we  in  glory  fee, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 


HYMN     CCCVII.        C.     M. 

New  Tear^s  Hymn. 

I  NOW, gracious  Lord,  thine  arm  reveal. 
And  make  thy  glory  known  ; 

Now  let  us  all  thy  prefence  feel, 
And  foften  hearts  of  ftone! 

a  Help  us  to  venture  near  thy  throne, 
And  plead  a  Saviour's  name  ; 

For  all  that  we  can  call  our  own, 
Is  vanity  and  Ihame. 

3  From  all  the  guilt  of  former  fin, 
May  mercy  fet  us  free, 

And  let  the  year  we  now  begin. 
Begin  and  end  with  thee. 

4  Send  down  thy  fpirit  from  above. 
That  faints  may  love  thee  more  ; 

And  tinners  now  may  learn  to  love, 
Who  never  lov'd  before. 

5  And  when  before  thee  we  appear, 
In  our  eternal  home, 

May  growing  numbers  worlhip  here, 
And  praiie  thee  in  our  room. 
L   2 


ft<o— ]      HYMN     CCCVIII. 

HYMN    CCCVIII.        L.    M. 

Another. 
I   O  LORD,  by  thy  fupporting  hand, 
We  enter  on  another  year ; 
And  now  we  meet  at  thy  command, 
To  fetk  thy  gracious  prefcnce  here. 

a  Have  mercy  on  cur  num'rous  youth, 
Who  ycung  in  years  are  old  in  fin  ; 
And  by  thy  fpirit  and  thy  truth, 
Shew  them  the  ftate  their  fouls  are  in. 

5  Then,  by  a  Saviour's  dying  love, 
To  ev'ry  wounded  heart  revcal'd, 
leiDptations,  fears,  and  guilt  rcmore. 
And  be  their  fun,  and  ftrength,  and  ihield 

4  To  mourners  fpeak  a  cheering  word, 
Or.  fceking  fouL  vouchfafe  to  fliine, 
Let  poor  backfrdcrsbe  reftor'd, 

And  all  thy  fa:r.ti  in  praifes  join., 

5  Oh,  hear  our  pray'r  and  give  us  hope, 
That  when  thy  vojce  {hall  call  us  home, 
I'hou  f:ill  wilt  raife  a  people  up, 

To  love  and  praife  tht-e  in  our  room 


HYMN     CCCIX.        C.     M. 

Pleading  for  and  iv'ith  youth. 

1   SIN  has  undone  our  wretched  race, 

But  Jcfus  has  reflor'd, 
Ail  who  bciicYc  and  truft  his  grace, 

An:ifeek  and  fcrve  the  Lord. 

i  This  we  repeat  from  year  to  year, 
And  prefs  upon  our  youth  ; 

Lord.srive  them  an  attentive  ear. 
And  lave  theni  by  thy  truth. 


HYMN     CCCX.        [^251 

3  Come,  Lord,  and  blefs  the  rifing  race  1 
Make  this  an  happy  hour, 

According  to  thy  richefl  grace, 
And  thine  almighty  pow'r. 

4  Dear  youth,  we  know  ycurfinful  flate  ; 
(May  God  your  hearts  renew  ') 

We  would  a  while  ourfelves  forget, 
To  pour  out  pray'r  for  you. 

5  We  fee,  though  you  perceive  it  not, 
Til'  approaching,  awful  doom  ! 

Oh,  tremble  at  the  folemn  thought, 
And  flee  the  wrath  to  come  ! 

6  [Dear  Saviour,  let  this  new-born  year 
t'pread  an  alarm  abroad  ; 

And  cry,  in  ev'ry  carclefs  ear, 
''  Prepare  to  meet  thy  God  :'] 


HYMN     CCCX.        L.     M. 

Wilder y  or  the  dl'vim  prefence  ivithiirati>n» 
I  SEE,  how  rude  winter's  icy  hand, 
Has  flripp'd  the  trees,  and  feal'd  the  ground  ' 
But  fpring  will  loon  his  rage  withfland, 
An]  fprcad  new  beauties  all  around- 

a  My  foul  a  (liarpsr  winter  mourns; 
Barren  and  fiuitlefs  I  remain  ; 
When  will  the  gentle  fpring  return, 
And  bid  the  graces  grow  again  ? 

3  Jefu?,  my  glorious  Sun,  asife  ! 
*Tis  thine  the  frozen  heart  to  move  ; 

Oh  !  huih  thefe  llorms  and-ckar  my  Ikiesj 
And  let  me  feel  thy  vital  love  ! 

4  Dear  Lord,  '•egard  my  feeble  cry, 
1  faint  and  droop  till  thou  appear; 
Wilt  thcfu  permit  thy  plant  to  die  ^ 
Mvift  it  be  wliiler  ali  the  year  ? 


454—}       HYMN     CCCXr. 

5  Be  ftill,  my  foul,  and  wart  his  hour. 
With  humble  pray'r  and  patient  faith  ^ 
Till  he  reveals  his  gracious  pow'r, 
Repofe  on  what  his  promife  faith. 

6  He,  by  whofe  all-commanding  word, 
Seafons  their  changing  courfe  maintain*; 
In  ev'ry  change  a  pledge  aflfords, 

That  none  fhajl  feek  his  face  in  vain. 


HYMN    CCCXl.        C.     M. 

Spring,  or  the  return  of  the  divine prefenci, 
X  A  r  length  the  wilh'd  for  fpring  is  come  j 

How  aher'd  is  the  fcene  ! 
The  trees  and  fnrubs  are  dreft  in  bloom, 
The  earth  array'd  in  green. 

a  1  fee  my  Saviour  from  on  high, 
Break  through  the  clouds  and  fhine ; 

No  creature  now  more  blefl  than  I, 
No  fong  more  loud  than  mine. 

3  Thy  word  does  all  my  hope  revive, 
It  overcomes  my  foes : 

It  makes  my  languid  graces  thrive, 
And  bloffom  hke  the  rofe 

4  Dear  Lord,  a  nioaument  1  fland, 
Of  what  thy  grace  can  do, 

Uphold  me  by  thy  gracious  hand, 
Each  changing  feafon  through. 


HYMN     CCCXII.       C.     M. 
Summer,  or  all  flejh  like  grafi-      Ifaiah  xl,  6 — 8. 
I  1  HE  grafs  and  fiow'rs,  which  clothe  the  field. 

And  look  fo  green  and  gay  ; 
Toui5h*d  by  the  fcythe,  dcfencelefs  yield, 

And  fall,  and  fade  away. 


HYMN     CCCXin.      [—255 

2  Fit  emblem  of  our  mortal  ftate  ! 
Thus  in  the  fcripture  glafs, 

The  young,  the  ftrong,  the  wife,  the  great, 
May  fee  themfelves  but  grafs. 

3  Ah !  truft  not  to  your  fleeting  breath, 
Nor  call  your  time  you'-  own; 

Around  you  fee  the  fcythe  of  death 
Is  mowing  thoufands  down. 

4  And  you,  who  hitherto  are  fpar'd, 
Muft  fhortly  yie  i  your  lives ; 

Your  wifdom  is  to  be  prepared, 
Before  the  ilroke  arrives. 

J    The  grafs,  when  dead,  revives  ko  more  ; 

You  die  to  live  again  ; 
Beware  left  death  fhould  prove  the  door 

To  everlafting  pain. 
6  Lord,  help  us  to  obey  thy  call, 

And  all  our  fms  remove. 
That  when  like  grafs  our  bodies  fall^ 

Our  fouls  may  rife  above. 


''hymn     CCCXIII.        L.     M. 

Auivnuh  ^r  ^'^^  hur'ojjl  is  the  end  of  the  ivirld. 
Matthew  xili.  39. 
1  SEE  how  brown  auttum  fpreads  the  field  -, 
Mark  ho;v  t:\t  wliit'ning  hills  are  turn'd ; 
Behold  thtm  to  the  reapers  yield, 
The  wheat  is  favd,  tht  tares  are  burn'd. 
a  Thus  the  great  Judge,  with  giory  crawn'd, 
Defcends  to  reap  the  ripen'd  earth  ; 
Angelic  guards  attend  hirn  down. 
The  fame  who  fang  his  humble  birth. 
3  In  founds  of  glory,  hear  him  fpeak  ; 
*'  Go  fearck  around  the  flaming  world, 


ij4---]      K  Y  M  N     CCGXiV, 

Kalle ,  call  my  faints,  to  rife  and  take 

The  feats  from  which  their  foes  were  hurl'd. 

4  "  Go  burn  the  chpfF  ii:  endles  fire, 

Tn  flarrses  unquerch'd  coiifv.me  each  tare  ; 
Sinners  niuil  feel  my  holy  ire, 
And  fink  in  guilt  to  deep  defpalr.'' 

5  Thus  ends  the  harvefl  of  the  ear-h, 
Angels  obey  the  awful  voice  : 

1  hey  fave  the  wheat,  they  burn  the  chaff, 
All  heav>  approves  the  fov'reign  choice. 


HYMN     CCCXIV.        L.     M. 
Tht  ^e'lf-.ns,  or,  the  year  croivnediinil  divine  gocdr.efs, 

Pfalm  Ixv.  n. 
I   ETEP.NAL  fcurce  of  ev'ry  joy  ! 
Wei  may  thy  praife  our  lips  cniploy, 
W.  i  ail  that  goodnefs  ever  near, 
Wh'ch  richly  crowns  the  circling  year. 

%  While  as  the  wheels  of  nature  rcll, 
Thy  hand  fupports  the  fteady  pole  : 
The  fun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rife. 
And  darknefs  when  to  veil  the  Ikies. 

3  The  flow'ry  fpring  at  thy  commaHd, 
Emba'ms  the  air,  and  paints  the  land  : 
The  fummer  rays  \vith  vigor  fhine, 
To  raife  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coalls  redundant  P-orcs; 
And  winters,  fofter.d  by  thy  care, 

No  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 

5  Seafons,  and  months,  and  Vvceks,  and  days 
Demand  fucceflive  forgs  of  praife; 

Still  be  the  chtarful  homage  paid. 
With  op'ning  light,  ard  eVnirg  fhade. 


HYMN     CCCXV.         [— 25i 

6  Here  in  thy  hcufs  fhall  incenfe  rife, 
As  circling  Sabbdtlis  biefs  our  eyes ; 
S:illwillwe  make  thy  mercies  known, 
Around  thy  board,  and  round  our  ovvn. 

7  Oh,  may  our  more  harmonious  tongues, 
in  worlds  unkno'.vn  purfue  the  [>m^s ; 
And  in  thofc:  brighter  courts  adcr€, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 


HYMN     CCCXV.        C.     M. 

y^  morning  hymn, 

I  'TWAS  the  eternal  word  that  fi;akc, 

And  faivl,  "  Let  their  be  light,'' 
It  was,  and  at  his  high  command, 

Sprang  fiom  the  womb  of  night. 

a  He  bids  the  day-fpring  know  its  place, 

And  g-aides  the  niing  fun  : 
All  nature  owns  her  lovreign  Lord, 

And  what  he  wills  is  done- 

3  Should  he  fcrbid  the  fun  to  rife, 
And  endiefs  darknefs  reign  ; 

Ju  fl  i  ce  w  oal  d  ul  en  ce  e  v  ery  m  cuth , 
Nor  let  a  thought  complain- 

4  Thus,  had  the  Sun  of  Rigfiteoufnefs, 
\Neverarofsand  fncnci 

The  frowning  heav'ns  had  fiaih'd  wiih  vvrath, 
For  crimes,  which  ws  have  done. 

5  Then  had  faivation  ne'er  appcar'd, 
Nor  angels  fang  of  peace  ; 

7"he  anthem  never  haJ  begun, 
Which  now  will  never  ceafe- 

6  But  thanks  to  God,  the  n^Tal  Sua, 
I) /cs  light  andhea:  convajn 

Th'j  Sun  of  Rightrcufntfs  will  {hin« 
An  cVvrl^Hir^  day. 


*j6— 1       HYMN     CCCXVI. 

KYMN   CCCXVI.     Sevens. 
A  hymn  to  he  repeated  ivhen  riftng. 

J   NOW  the  ihades  of  night  are  o-one  • 
Now  the  morring  light  is  ccnief       ' 
Lord,  rray  1  he  thine  today, 
Diive  the  iliades  of  fin  away, 
a  Fill  my  foul  with  heav'nly  light, 
Banifti  dcsbt,  and  cleanfe  my  fjght  ; 
In  thy  fervice,  Lord,  today, 
Kelp  me  Jabor,  help  me  pray. 

3  Keep  my  haughty  pafSons  bound, 
Save  me  from  my  foes  around ; 
Going  out  and  coming  in, 

Keep  me  fafe  from  ev'ry  fin. 

4  When  my  work  of  life  is  paft, 
Oh !  receive  m^e  then  at  laft  ! 
Kight  cf  fin,  will  be  no  more, 
When  I  reach  the  heav'nly  (hore. 


HYMN     CCCXVII.       C.    M. 

A  morning  hymn. 

I  WITH  thee,  great  God,  the  ftores  of  light, 

And  ftorcs  of  darknefs  lie ; 
Thou  form'ft  the  fable  veil  of  night, 

Andfpread'ft  it  rcund  the  Iky- 

a  And  when  with  welcome  fiumber  pref&'d. 

We  clofe  cur  weary  eyes, 
Thy  pow'r  unfeen,  fecures  our  reft, 

And  makes  us  joyful  rife. 

3   Numbers,  this  night,  great  God,  have  met 

Their  lorg  eternal  doom ; 
And  lofl  the  joys  of  morning  light, 

Is  death's  treaiendcu«  gioora- 


HYMN     CCCXVIII.     [—157 

4  NumV.rs  on  reftlefs  beds  ftill  lie, 

And  ftill  their  woes  bewail  ; 
While  we,  by  thy  kind  hand  uprais'd, 

A  thoufand  pleafures  feel. 
<;  To  thee,  great  God,  in  thankful  fongs, 

Our  morning  thoughts  arife  : 
Propitious  in  thy  Son,  accept 

The  willing  facrifice. 

HYMN     CCCXVIII.        L.     M. 

An  evening  hymn. 
1  BLEST  Lord,  when  darknefs  veils  the  Ikles, 
Prevent  the  fluniber  of  my  eyes ; 
Till  bow'd  before  the  king  of  kings, 
I  aCc  myfelf  the  following  things. 

'i  Where  have  I  been,  what  have  T  done  ? 

To  what  new  follies  have  1  run  } 

Have  I  obferv'd  each  rifmg  thought, 

And  done  the  things  which  God  hath  taught  ? 

3  Do  fecret  thoughts  and  adions  prove 
My  love  to  God  who  reigns  above  ? 
Do  my  afFedtlons  rife  on  high, 

As  "days  and  nights  faccolTive  fiy  ? 

4  Do  I  rejoice  in  that  wife  plan, 
Which  governs  all  th'  affairs  cf  man  ? 
Gives  life,  and  health,  and  joy,  and  reft, 
Or  fends  afHidion  when  'tis  befl  ? 

5  And  when  God's  holy  law  I  hear, 
Does  it  alarm  my  h:art  with  fear  ? 
Or  does  it  fweetly  rule  within, 

And  make  me  hate  and  fly  from  fm  ? 

6  Lord,  help  me  fee  and  try  my  heart, 
And  fearch  me  through  in  every  part; 
Cieanfe  me  from  fin  and  warm  my  loy«j 
Thus  fit  me  for  the  v.-orld  above- 


«i8— J      HYMN    CCCXIX. 

HYMN    CGCXIX.       C.    M, 

An  evening  hymn. 
I  INDULGENT  Father  !  by  whofe  cares 

I've  pafs'd  another  day, 
Let  me  this  night  thy  mercy  fhare, 

And  teach  me  how  to  pray. 

a  Show  me  my  fins,  and  how  to  moan 

My  guilt  before  thy  face  : 
Dire<9:  me,  Lord,  to  Chrift  alone, 

And  fave  me  by  thy  grare. 

3  Speak  to  my  confcience.  fpcak  thou  peace, 
Through  his  atoning  blood  : 

And  grant  me.  Lord,  a  full  relcafe 
From  fin's  oppreflive  load. 

4  Shew  me  my  wants,  and  let  me  crave 
Nothing  but  what  is  right; 

Help  me,  by  faith,  on  thee  to  live. 
Then  change  my  faith  to  fight- 

5  Open  to  me  thy  gracious  ear, 
Great  GoJ,  my  wants  fupply  ; 

Confirm  my  hope,  relieve  my  fear. 
And  bid  my  murm'rings  die. 

6  Guide  me  through  life's  myfteriou?  p^ith, 
Nor  let  me  from  thee  (Iray ; 

Preferve  my  fleeting,  mortal  breath, 
Through  each  revolving  day. 

7  Let  each  returning  night  declare 
The  tokens  of  thy  love  ; 

And  ev'ry  hour  thy  grace  prepare 
My  foul  for  joys  above. 

8  And  when  on  earth  I  clofe  nun?  eyes, 
To  fleep  in  death's  embrace, 

Let  me  to  hcav'n  and  glory  rife, 
T'  enjoy  thy  fmilipg  i^i. 


HYMN    CeCXX.        [—159. 

HYMN     CCCXX,       S.    M. 

A  hymn  to  be  repeated  on  going  to  refi. 

I  THE  day  is  paft  and  goncj 

The  evening  fhades  appear,. 
Oh,  may  I  ever  keep  in  mind. 

The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

a  I  lay  my  garments  by, 

Upon  my  bed  to  reft  ; 
So  death  will  foon  remove  me  hence, 

And  leave  my  foul  undreft. 

3  Lord,  keep  me  fafe  this  night,^ 
Secure  from  all  my  feai  s : 

May  angels  guard  me  while  I  fleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears; 

4  And  when  I  early  rife, 

To  view  th'  unwearied  fun. 
May  I  fet  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run ; 

5  That  when  my  days  are  paft, 
And  I  from  time  remove, 

Lord  I  may  in  thy  bofom  reft. 
The  bofom  of  thy  love- 

HYMN     CCCXXI.        L.    M. 

AJking  Chrijr  s  pre  fence  on  the  Sabbath, 

I   OH,  for  a  heart  to  praife  and  pray, 
To  fpend  with  Chrift  this  facred  day, 
For  wings  of  faith  to  foar  above, 
And  dafp  his  feet  in  arms  ofiove- 
a  rd  hold  him  faft,  till  he  {hould  give, 
A  word  of  grace  and  bid  me  live  : 
I'd  plead  his  blood  for  guilt  and  fin. 
Till  he  fliould  cleanfe  from  every  ftaia> 


a6o~]       HYMN     CCCXXII. 

3  On  him,  whofe  glories  fiU  the  CdeSj 
I'd  gaze  and  fix  my  wond'ring  eyes, 
Copy  his  beauties  on  my  heart, 

Till  love  transform  in  evry  part. 

4  'Tishe  can  clothe  my  naked  foul, 
And  by  a  word  can  make  me  whole  ; 
Send  peace  and  patience  to  the  mind, 
And  give  a  heart  to  God  refign'd. 


HYMN   CCCXXII.    As  the  148th  Pfal. 

A  hymn  for  the  Lord's  day  morning. 

I   AWAKE,  our  drowfy  fouls, 

Shake  off  each  flothful  band, 

The  wonders  of  this  day 

Our  nobleftfongs  demand. 
Aufpiciou«3  morn  !  thy  blifsful  rays, 
Bright  feraphs  hail,  in  fongs  of  praifc 

a  At  thy  approaching  dawn, 

Reluclant  death'rellgn'd 

The  glorious  Prince  of  life, 

In  dark  domains  confin'd  : 
Th'  angelic  hofl  around  him  bends, 
And  'midft  their  fliouts,  the  God  afcends. 

5  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord, 

Heav'n  with  hofaanas  rings  ; 

While  earth,  in  humbler  ftrains, 

Thy  praife  refponfive  fings : 
Worthy  art  thou,  who  once  waft  ilain. 
Thro'  cndlefs  years,  to  live  and  reign. 

4  Gird  on,  great  God,  thy  fword, 

Afccnd  thy  conqu'ring  car, 

While  juftice,  tru'h,  and  love 

Klaintain  the  glorious  war  : 
Vidorioup,  thoa  thy  foes  fhalt  tread, 
And  fin  and  hell  in  triumph  lead, 


HYMN     CCCXXIir.      [— j6i 

5   Make  bare  thy  potent  arm, 

And  wing  th'  unerring  dart, 

With  falutary  pangs, 

To  each  rebellious  hearfi  : 
Then  dying  fouls  for  life  fliall  fue, 
Num'rous  as  drops  of  morning  dew. 


HYMN    CCCXXIII.       C.     M. 

A  hymn  for  the  evening  of  the  Lord's  day, 

I   FREQUENT  the  day  of  God  returns, 

To  fhed  its  quick'ning  beams  ; 
And  yet  how  flow  devotion  burns  ! 

How  languid  are  its  Sanies ! 

a  Accept  my  faint  attempts  to  love, 

My  frailties,  Lord,  forgive  ; 
I  would  be  like  thy  faints  above, 

And  praife  thee  while  I  live- 

3  Afiid  me  while  I  wander  here, 
Amidll  a  world  of  cares  ; 

Incline  my  heart  to  pray  with  love, 
And  then  accept  my  pfay'rs- 

4  Releafe  my  foul  from  every  chain, 
No  more  hell's  captive  led  ; 

And  pardon  a  repeating  child, 
For  whom  the  Saviour  bled. 

5  Spare  me,  my  God,  Oh,  fpare  the  fcul, 
That  gives  itfelf  to  thee  ; 

Take  all  that  I  poffdV  below, 
And  give  thy  face  to  fee- 

6  Thv  fpirit,  O  my  Father,  give, 
To  be  my  guide  and  friend, 

To  light  my  ways  to  ceafelefs  joys, 
To  Sabbaths  without  end. 


ftt>2— ]      HYMN    CCCXXIV. 

HYMM    CCCXXIV.       L.     M. 

The  eternal  Sabbath.   Heb.  iv.  f . 
I  THINE  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love. 
But  there's  a  nobler  reft  above  ; 
To  that  our  longing  fouls  afpire. 
With  ardent  pangs  of  ftrong  defire. 

1  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  diftrefs, 
Nor  fin  nor  hell  fhall  reach  the  place ; 
No  groans  to  mingle  with  the  fongs, 
"Which  warble  from  immortal  tongua. 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes  ; 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repofe .; 
No  midnight  (hade,  no  clouded  fun, 
Obfcures  the  luftre  of  thy  throne- 

4  Around  thy  throne,  grant  we  may  vntct^ 
And  give  us  but  the  loweft  feat ; 

We'll  fhout  thy  praife,  and  join  the  fong 
Of  the  triumphant,  holy  throng. 


HYMN    CCCXXV.       C.    M. 

*Tbe  covenant  -with  Abraham  and  all  bilicvers   the 

fame- — A  hymn  for  baptlfm 
I   WKEN-Godthe  Patriarch  Abr'am  call'd, 

And  chofe  him  for  his  own  ; 
"  Abr'am,  he  faid,  behold  thy  Gcd, 

And  own  thyfelf  my  ion- 

a  "  A  gracious  cov'nant  now  I  make, 

To  give  thee  Canarn's  reft  ; 
From  thee  fhall  come  a  glorious  feed. 

To  make  the  nations  bleft. 

3  "  This  promife  is  to  thee  reveal'd, 

To  raife  thy  hope  and  love ; 
By  faith  behold  my  firft  born  foe 

Di.fcending  frox  abovC' 


HYMN    CCCXXVT.      [—263 

4  "  Hear  my  command,  nor  dare  tranfgrefs, 
But  own  my  right  divine  ; 

'Tis  circumcifion  1  ordain, 
To  mark  thy  Cons  as  mine. 

5  "  By  this  make  known  and  feal  thy  faith, 
Thy  children  give  to  God  ; 

And  learn  the  meaning  of  the  rite, 
Which.points  to  purer  blood" 

6  Lord  !  may  we  come  with  Abr'am's  faith. 
To  thee  our  infants  give  ; 

Acctpt  our  bab>:5,  impart  the  grace 
Which  makes  young  finners  live, 

7  Thy  covnant  ever  ftands  the  fame, 
Seal'd  by  a  rite  that's  new, 

•Baptiz'd  and  mark'd,  O  Lord,  as  thine, 
>?^'  form  their  hearts  anew, 


HYMN     CCCXXVI.        C    M. 

1  :itle  cbildren prefented  to  Chriji  in  baptifm. 
I   HOW  great  our  glorious  Shepherd's  love, 

Difplay'd  in  all  its  forms  ! 
He  feeds  his  flock,  he  guards  his  lambs, 

And  folds  them  in  his  arms- 

i  "  Forbid  them  not,"  he  fays,  "  to  coma. 

And  tafte  a  Saviour's  love  ; 
They  ftand  within  my  kingdom  here, 

And  fhall  in  heav'n  above. 

3  "  In  all  my  promifes  of  good 
Made  to  my  church  below, 

I  ne'er  forgot,  I  dill  include 
TJheir  infant  offspring  too" 

4  Let  U5  accept  the  offer'd  grace. 
And  give  our  babes  to  God, 

-By  faith  apply  the  gofpel  feal. 
Which  points  to  Jefu's  blood. 


^64--]      HYMN     CCCXXVII. 

5  Encourag'dby  his  word  we  come, 
With  humble  hope  infpir'd  ; 

That  he  will  take  them  in  his  arm?, 
And  give  the  grace  requir'd. 


HYMN     CCCXXVil.        L.     M. 

Circumc'ifton  and  hapt'ifm. 
I   ONCE  did  the  ions  of  Abr'am  pafs, 
Under  the  bloody  feal  of  grace ; 
The  young  difciples  bore  the  yoke, 
Till  Chrift  the  painful  bondage  broke. 

a  By  milder  ways  doth  jefus  prove, 
His  Father's  cov'nant  and  his  love; 
He  feals  to  faints  his  glorious  grace, 
And  not  forbids  their  infant  race. 

3  Their  feeed  are  fprinkled  with  his  bloCd, 
Their  children  fet  apart  for  God  ; 

His  fpirit  en  their  offspring  (bed, 
l-ike  water  pour'd  upon  the  head. 

4  Let  ev'ry  faint,  with  cheerful  voice, 
In  this  large  covenant  rejoice  ; 
Young  children,  in  their  early  day?, 
Shall  give  the  God  of  Abr'am  praife. 


HYMN     CCCXXVIII.        C.     M. 

Looli  on  hhn-nuhom  they  pierced  and  maurn* 

1  INFINITE  grief,  amazing  woe, 
B-jhold  my  bleeding  Lord  ; 

Hell  and  the  Jews  confpir'd  his  death, 
And  us'd  the  R-OxTian  fv.xrd. 

2  Oh,  t'lie  ftarp  pangs  of  fmarting  pain 
My  dear  Redeemer  bore, 

When  knotty  v^'hips,  and  ragged  thorns, 
His  facred  body  tore, 


HYMN     CCCXXfX       [—:6j; 

3  But  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns, 
In  vain  do  I  accufe  : 

Jn  vain  I  blame  the  Roman  bands, 
And  the  more  fpiteful  Jews. 

4  'Twere  yoa,  my  fins,  my  cruel  dm. 
His  chief  tormentors  were ; 

Each  of  my  crimes  became  a  nail, 
And  uiibiiief  the  ipear. 

5  'Twere  you  that  puU'd  the  vengeance  dowr. 
Upon  his  guiklets  head  ; 

Creak,  break  my  heart,  oh,  burft  mine  eyes, 
And  let  my  forrows  bleed. 

6  Strike,  mighty  grace,  my  ftubborn  foul, 
Till  melting  waters  flow, 

And  deep  repentance  drown  mine  eyes 
In  undiiTcmblcd  v/oe. 


HYMN     CCCSXIX.        L.     M. 

CruciJiKion  to  the  iverld  by  the  crofs  of  Cl'iiji- 
Gal.  vi.  14. 

1  WHEN  I  furvcy  the  wond'rous  crofs. 
On  which  the  Prince  of  gloi-y  dy'd, 
My  richeft  gain  I  count  bnt  lofs, 
And  mourning  weep  o'er  all  my  pride- 

a  Forbid  it.  Lord,  that  I  ihould  boaft, 
.Save  in  the  death  of  Chrili  myOod  ; 
Ail  the  vain  thinp^i  that  charm  m.e  inc;! 
I  facrifice  them  to  his  biood- 

3   Seel  from  his  he;^d,  his  hand;,  his  l.c:. 
Sorrow  and  lo^eflovv  mingled  do v.'n  ! 
Did  e'er  fuch  lo/e  a-:d  jbrrow  meet : 
Or  thorns  comoore  io  rich  a  crown  ? 

M 


i^6-]       H  Y  M  N     CCCXXX. 

4  Ilie 'lying  crimfon,  like  a  robe, 
Spreads  o'er  his  bocy  on  the  tree  ; 
'j  hen  am  I  dead  to  a!l  the  globe, 
/vnd  all  the  globe  is  desd  to  me. 

5  Were  fbc  wbole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  prefert  far  too  fmall ; 

i.ove  fo  sntazifig:,  fo  divine, 
DemsTids  ir.y  foul,  my  life,  my  all. 


HYMN     CCCXXX.        L.     M. 

Strength  from  a  vkw  of  the  Crofs. 

I   WHEN  I  the  hh^i  Redeemer  fee, 
aI!  bit  cdinp;  on  th'  sccurfed  tree  ; 
Satan  and  iin  no  more  can  move, 
For  1  am  ail  transform'd  to  love. 

7,  His  thorns  and  nails  pierce  thro'  my  heart, 
if]  evVy  groan  I  bear,  a  part; 
i  v'ww  his  wounds  with  flreaming  eyes, 
EiTt  fee  !  l>e  bov.'s  his  head  and  dies  ! 

3  Come,  fmners,  view  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Wounded  ar.d  dead,  and  bath'd  in  blood  ! 
Behold  his  fide,  and  venture  near, 

The  fpring  of  endlefs  life  is  here. 

4  Here  I  forget  my  cares  and  pains ; 
1  drink,  yet  ftill  my  thirft  remains  ; 
Oniy  tht:  fountain-head  above, 

Can  fatJsfy  the  thirft  of  love, 

5  Oh,  that  I  thus  could  always  feel ! 
Lord,  more  and  more  thy  love  reveal ! 
Then  my  glad  tongue  ft  all  loud  proclaim 
The  ^race  and  glory  of  thy  name. 


HYMN     CCCXXXI.       [—^67 

6  Thy  name  difpels  aiy  guilt  and  fear, 
P.evives  my  heart,,  and  charms  my  ear  ; 
Affords  a  balm  for  ev'ry  wound. 
Then  I  with  love  thy  praife  refound. 


•    HYMN   CCCXXXI.    As  joth  Pfalm. 

God^s  love  to  the  zuorld  in  fending  Chrijl  for  iis  Rc' 
demption-      John  iil.  1 6. 
1   SING  to  the  Lord  a  new  melodious  fcng  : 
Affift  the  Choir,  ye  tribes  of  ev'ry  tongue  : 
Wide  as  the  world  his  fov'reign  mercy  reigns; 
Wide  as  the  world  refound  the  rapt'rous  ftrains. 

Ye  Angels,  join  the  joyful  acclamation. 

And  fing  the  Love,  that  brings  to  men  Salvation^ 

%  His  gracious  eye  beheld  in  full  furvey, 
Where  Adam's  race  in  mingled  ruin  iay  ; 
No  human  aid  the  danger  could  avert  ; 
No  Angel's  hand  could  foothe  the  raging 
fmart ; 
In  his  own  breaft  divine  compaflion  rifes, 
And  the  grand  fcheme  the  hoft  of  Heav"n  fur- 
prifes- 

3  God'soniy  Son  withheav^nly  glories  bright, 
His  Father's  faireft  image  and  delight, 
Jullice  and  grace  the  vi(5lim  have  decreed. 
To  wear  our  flefh,  and  in  that  fleih  to  bleed  : 

Protlratc  in  dufl,  ye  finners,  all  adore  him, 
And  tremble,  while  your  hearts  rejoice  before 
him. 

4  The  wond'rous  work  is  done  ;  the  Cov*- 

nant  ftood. 

And  Chrift  atones  for  human  guilt  with  blood; 

Nail'd  to  the  tree  he  bov/s  his  facred  head  ; 

A  mangled  corpfe  he  fojourns  with  the  dead  ; 
Rifing,  the  Gofpel  fends  thro'  ev'ry  nation  ; 
Sinners  believe,  and  gain  complete  Salvation, 


168—]     HYMN     CCCXXXFI. 

K  Father  of  grace,  accept  our  humble  praife  ; 

Oh,  let  ii  run  thro'  everlafting  days ! 

Andthou,  L'cH  Saviour,  fpot!efs  Ian  b  of  God, 

Accept  thefouls  dcar-ranibm'd  with  thy  Hood. 
And  to  tiiofe  fc::a;f ,  form  all  our  fccb'e  voices. 
In  which  the  choir  round   thy  bright  throne 
rejoices. 


HYMN  cccxxxii.     Eights  and  Sevens. 

The  refurreBion  of  ChrijI. 

i'  SEE  the  viclorious  J?fus  come, 
Rifing  triumphant  from  the  tomb, 
Th'  Almighty  conq'ror  quits  the  pris'n  ; 
And  angels  tell  the  Lord  is  ris'n. 
Angels,  angils,  angels,  argels, 
Angeis  teil  the  Lord  is  ris'n- 

a  Ye  guilty  fouls  that  groan  and  grieve, 
Hear  the  glad  tidings,  iiear  and  live  : 
God's  right€t)us  law  is  fatisfy'd, 
And  ju^ice  now  is  on  your  fide. 
Juilicti,  juilicejjuftice,  juftice, 
Juftice  now  is  on  your  fide. 

3  Your  Surety,  thus  releas'd  by  God, 
Pleads  the  rich  ranfom  of  his  blodd, 
No  new  demand,  no  bar  remains ; 
But  mercy  now  triumphant  reigns- 
Mercy,  mercy,  mercy,  mercy, 
Mercy  now  triumphant  reigns, 

4  Believer«,hail  your  rifmg  Head, 
See  Jefus  coming  from  the  dead. 
Your  reU!rre<5tion's  fure.  throisgh  his, 
To  endlefs  life,  and  boundiefs  biif::.- 
Endiefs,  endlefs,  endlcf?,  endlefs, 
Endicfs  life,  and  boundiefs,  blifs. 


HYMN     CCCXXXIII.     [^469 

HYMN     CCCXXXIII.        L.     M. 
The  injiitutkn  of  the  Lord's /upper.    Matthew 
xxvi.   ■26—^29. 
I   'TWAS  on  that  nightwhendocm'd  tokncw 
The  eager  rage  of  ev'ry  foe, 
That  night  in  which  he  was  betray'd, 
The  Saviour  of  the  world  took  bread : 

a  And,  after  thanks  and  glory  giv'n 
To  him  that  rules  in  earth  and  heavn, 
That  fynibol  of  his  flefh  he  broke, 
And  thus  to  all  hi?  foU'wers  fpoke : 

3  "  My  broken  body  thus  I  give 
For  you,  for  all  ;  take,  eat,  and  live  : 
And  oft  the  facred  rite  renew, 

That  brings  my  wond'rous  love  to  view." 

4  Then  in  his  hands  the  Cup  he  rais'd, 
And  Gcd  anew  he  ihank'd  and  prais'd  ; 
While  Idndnefs  in  his  bofom  glow'd, 
And  from  his  lips  falvation  flow'd. 

5  "  My  blood  I  thus  pour  forth,  he  cries, 
To  cleanfe  the  foul  in  fin  that  lies ; 

In  this  the  covenant  is  feal'd. 

And  heav'n's  eternal  grace  reveal'd. 

6  With  love  to  man  thi?  cup  is  fraught, 
Lft  all  partake  lYie.  lacred  draught, 
Through  latell  ages  let  it  pour. 

In  mem'ry  of  my  dying  hour." 


HYMN    CCCXXXIV,        L.     M. 
Chr'ijl  dyings  ^'Ifi^gt  and  reigning. 
1   HE  dies  !  the  friend  of  finners  dies  ! 
Lo,  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ! 
A  foieran  darknefs  veils  the  ikies  ! 
A  fudden  trembling  Ihakcs  the  ground ! 


ayo— ]      HYMN     CCCXXXV, 

2,  Come,  faints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two, 
Forhiai  who  groaird  btneath  your  load  ; 
He  fhed  a  thoufand  drops  for  you, 
A  thourand  drops  of  richer  blood  ! 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 
The  Lord  of  glcry  dies  for  men  ! 

But  \o  !  wliat  fudden  joys  wc  fee  ! 
Jcfus  the  dead  revives  again  ! 

4  The  rifing  God  forfakes  the  tomb  ! 
Up  to  his>Facbcr's  court  he  flies ; 
CiieruTvic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  fhout  him  welcome  to  the  frcies ! 

5  Ertak  oiFyoar  tears,  ye  faints,  and  teil. 
How  high  our  great  delivre-r  reigr.s  ! 
Sing  how  hefpoird  tkc  hoftsofheil, 
And  led  devouring  death  in  chains  ! 

6  S;iy,  "  live  forever,  wond'rous  King, 
*'  Ei;in  to  rede.:5;i,  andfirorg  to  {i.y~t  '." 
Then  fipg,  "  O  death  where  is  thy  fling  ? 

"  And  vJierc's  rliy  vl^^lory.  boafling  grave  ?" 


Hyr-TN    CCCXXXV.      ■;.    :.:.       , 

An  in-vir-iion  to  tlr  gofpd  feoji       Luke  xiv.    22* 

1  YE  wretched,  hu;>gry,  flarving  poor. 
Behold  a  royal  feaft  1 

Where  mercy  fpreads  her  bounteous  flore, 
For  every  humble  guefc. 

2  Se€,  Jefus  ftands  with  open  arms; 
He  calls,  he  bids  you  come ; 

Guik  holds  ycu  back,  and  fear  alarms  j 

But  fee,  there  yet  is  room : 
j3  Room  in  the  Saviour's  breeding  heart  J 

Txicre  love  aad  pity  rr.est ; 


HYMN    CCCXXXVr.      [— zyi 

Nor  wiii  he  bid  the  foul  depart, 
That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  In  him  the  Father  reconcil'd, 
Invites  your  fouls  to  come ; 

The  rebel  llrali  be  caJi'd  a  child, 
And  kindly  welcom'd  home- 

5  Oh.  cp;r.e,  and  with  his  childien  talle 
The  biciiings  of«his  love  ; 

While  hjpe  attends  the  fwuet  rcpalh 
Of  nobler  joys  above, 

6  There,  with  united  heart  and  voic?, 
Before  th'  eternal  throne. 

Ten  thoufand  thoui'and  fouls  rejoice. 
In  ecUacies  unknown. 

7  And  yet  ten  tlioafand  t'loiif.iud  more. 
A 5^  welcome  flill  to  co.nc  -. 

'Yf  longing  fouls,  th^  grace  adore, 
ipproach,  there  vet  is  room. 


hVMM   cccx:vj:vr.      c.    m. 
Praifs  to  the  Rcdsimcj'. 

^  1  fjr  a  thoufand  tongu-.s  to  Gi^g 

My  dear  R.edeemer's  piaife  ! 
The  glories  of  ray  God  and  King, 

Tlie  triumphs  of  bis  grace  ! 
a   My  graciou-  Mailer  and  my  God, 

Allill  me  to  prcjclaim, 
To  fpread  through  all  the  ear  Ji  abroad 

The  honors  of  :hy  ifa.rie. 

3  Jifus,  the  name  that  calm«  our  f'  ars, 
That  bids  our  forroivs  ceafe  ; 

"f  is  mufic  i.i  th:  Unacr  s  ea:- ; 
*Vis  U£e«  aoi  beaich,  ani  p<ac3. 


a;2— ]    HYMN    CCCXXXVII. 

4  He  breaks  the  powr  of  reigning  fin, 
He  fets  the  pris'ner  free  ; 

His  blood  can  make  the  foulefl  clean  ; 
His  blood  avail'd  for  me. 

5  Let  US  obey,  we  then  fhall  know. 
Shall  feel  our  fins  forgiv'n  ; 

Anticipate  our  heav'n  belew, 
And  own  that  love  is  heav'n. 


HYMN     CCCXXXVII.       S.     M. 

^h-:  ff>int,theivattry  ami  the  blood.    1  John,  V.  6. 

I   LET  all  our  tongues  be  one, 
To  praife  our  God  on  high, 
Who  from  his  bofom  fent  his  Son 
To  bring  us  Grangers  nigh- 

1  Nor  let  our  voicos  ceafe 
To  fing  the  Saviour's  name  ; 
Jefus,  th'  Ambaffador  of  peace. 
How  cheerfully  he  came  ! 

3  It  coft  him  cries  and  tears 
To  bring  us  near  to  God  ; 

Gre?.t  was  cur  debt,  and  he  appeavj 
To  make  the  payment  good. 

4  My  Saviour's  pierced  fide 
Pcur'd  down  a  double  flood  ; 

By  water  we  are  purify 'd, 
And  pardon'd  by  the  blood- 

5  Infinite  was  our  guilt, 
But  he,  our  Prieft,  atones; 

On  the  cold  ground  his  life  was  fpilt 
And  ofter'd  with  his  groans. 

f  Lcrk  up,  my  foul,  to  him 
"V^'hofe  death  was  thy  defeit. 


HYMN     CCCXXXVIII.     [—273 

And  humbly  view  the  living  ftream 
Flow  from  his  breaking  heart. 

7  There,  on  the  curfed  tree. 
In  dying  pangs  he  lies ; 

Fulfils  his  Father's  great  decree, 
And  all  our  wants  fuppliea. 

8  Thus  the  Redeemer  came, 
By  water  and  by  blood  ; 

And  when  the  Spirit  fpeaks  the  fame. 
We  feel  his  witnefs  good. 

9  While  the  eternal  Three 
Their  record  bear  above. 

Here  I  believe  he  dy'd  for  me, 
And  feal  my  Saviour's  love. 

10  Lord,  cleanfe  my  foul  from  fill, 
Nor  let  thy  grace  depart ; 

Great  Comforter  !   abide  within, 
And  witnefs  to  my  heart. 


HYMN     CCCXXXVIII.        L.     M. 

Cbriji  the  jirji  and  the  laji,  humbled  to  death,  and 
exalted  to  an  eternal  triumph  over  it.  Revelation 
i.  17,  18. 

2  WHAT  myfl'ries,  Lord,  in  thee  combine  ! 
Jefus,  once  mortal,  yet  divine  ; 

The  firft,  the  lall ;  the  end,  the  head  ; 
The  fource  of  life  among  the  dead  ! 

a  O  love,  beyond  the  ftretch  of  thought ! 
What  matchlefs  wonders  hath  it  wrought ! 
Faith  tremsbles  when  (he  fees  the  load 
Borne  by  the  fufF'ring  fon  cf  Gcd. 

3  Hail,  royal  conqu'ror  o'er  the  grave, 
Tender  to  pity,  ftrong  to  fave  • 

M  2 


474—]    HYMN    CCCXXXIX. 

For  ever  live,  for  ever  reign, 

And  profp'rous  may  thy  throne  remain  ! 

4  Thy  Saints,  obedient  to  thy  word. 
With  humble  joy,  furround  thy  beard ; 
And,  long  as  time  purfues  its  race, 
Proclaim  thy  death,  and  fliout  thy  grace. 

5  In  the  full  choir,  where  angels  join 
Their  harps  cf  melody  divine, 

Thy  death  infpires  a  fong  of  praife, 
New  thro'  thy  life's  eternal  days. 


HYMN     CCCXXXIX.       S.     M. 
ChrtJVs  inter cejjton. 

1  OUR  great  Redeemer's  gone 
To  plead  before  our  God, 

To  fprinkle  o'er  the  flaming  throne, 
With  his  atoning  blood. 

2  No  fiery  vengeance  now. 

No  burning  wrath  comes  down ; 
If  juftice  calls  for  fmners  blood, 
The  Saviour  (hows  his  own. 

3  Before  his  Father's  eye 
Our  humble  fuit  he  moves ; 

The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by. 
And  looks,  and  fmiles,  and  loves. 

4  Now  may  our  joyful  tongues 
Our  Maker's  honor  fing, 

Jefus,  the  Prieft,  receives  our  fongs, 
xlnd  bears  them  to  the  King. 

5  We  bow  before  his  face, 
An  1  found  his  glories  high, 

"  Hofanna  to  the  God  of  grace, 
"•'  That  lays  his  thunder  by. 


HYMN    CCCXL.         [—175 

6  "  On  earth  thy  mercy  reigns, 

*'  And  triumphs  all  above  ." 
But  Lord,  how  weak  are  mortal  ftrains 

To  fpeak  immortal  love. 


HYMM    CCCXL.       C.     M. 

Godly, farrow  arijing  from  the  fufftringi  of  Chrifi. 

I   ALAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 

And  did  my  Sov'reign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  facred  head 

For  fuch  a  worm  zs  I  ? 

a  Thy  body  flair,  fweet  Jefus.  thine, 

And  bath'd  in  its  own  blood, 
While  ail  expcTs'd  to  wrath  divine, 

The  glorious  SufF'rer  flood. 

3  Was  it  for  crimes  that  1  had  dene 
He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ? 

Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree ! 

4  Well  might  the  fun  in  darknefs  hide. 
And  (hut  his  glories  in, 

When  God  the  mighty  Maker  dy'd 
For  man  tlie  creature's  fin 

5  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blulhing  face. 
While  hi';  dear  crofs  appears  ; 

Diffolve  my  heart  in  thankful-nei's, 
And  melt  my  .eyes  to  tears. 

6  But  drops  of  tears  can  ne  er  repay 
The  dL'bt  of  love  I  owe  ; 

Kere,  Lord,  I  give  myfelj  away^ 
Tis  aU  tftdt  I  Mil  4o< 


476—]       HYMN     CCCXLI.  ' 

HYMN     CCCXLI.        L.     M. 

The  goodnifs  of  Qod  ackno-wledgeci^  in  giving  fafiori 
aftur  Lis  own  heart.   Jcrem.  iii.  15, 

^t  the  Setllement  of  a  Mintfter. 

1  SHEPHERD  of  Ifr'el,  thou  doft  keep, 
With  conftant  care  thy  humble  (hecp ; 
By  thee  inferior  paftors  rife, 
To  feed  oiir  fouls,  and  blefs  our  eyes- 

a  To  all  thy  churchc.<iruch  impart, 

Modell'd  by  thy  own  gracioBs  heart  ; 

Whofe  courage,  watchfulnefs,  and  love,  J 

Men  may  attcft,  and  God  approve.  SJ 

3  Fed  by  their  z&\vc  tender  care, 
Healthful  may  all  thy  (beep  appear. 
And,  by  their  fair  example  led, 
The  way  to  Zion's  pallures  tread. 

4  Here  haft  thou  liften'd  to  our  vows, 
And  fcatter'd  bleffings  on  thy  houfe  ; 
Thy  faints  are  fucccur'd,  and  no  more 
As  fheep  without  a  guide  deplore. 

5  Completely  heal  each  former  ftrokr, 
And  bltfs  the  fhcpherd  and  the  flock  ; 
Confirm  the  hopes  thy  mtrcies  raife, 
And  ov,  n  this  tribute  of  our  praife. 


HYMN     CCCXLII.       C.     M. 

Watchitg  for  fouls  in  tie  view  of  the  great  account. 
Heb,  xiii.  17. 
For  the  Ordination  of  a  Minijler. 
x  LET  Zion's  watchmen  ail  awake, 

And  take  th'  alarm  they  give  ; 
Now  let  them  from  the  month  of  God 
Their  fclcnwi  charge  receive- 


HYMN     CCCXLllI.       [—^77 

a  'Tis  not  a  caufe  of  fmall  import 

The  paflor's  care  de.nands  ; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  hcait, 

And  fill'd  a  Saviour  s  hands. 

3  Th«y  watch  for  fouls,  for  which  the  Lord 
Did  heuvniy  blifb  forego  ; 

For  fouls,  which  muft  forever  live, 
In  raptnrc:s,  or  in  woe, 

4  All  to  the  preat  tribunal  haile, 
Th'  account  to  render  there  ; 

And  fliould'fi:  thcu  flriNilly  mavk  our  fdultt, 
Lord,  how  fliould  we  appear  ? 

5  May  they  that  Jefws,  whom  they  prescb, 
Their  own  Redeemer  fee: 

And  wat^h  thou  daiiy  o'er  thtir  fouls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 


HYMN     CCCXLin.        L,     M. 

0/7  opening  a  nenv  place  fur  zvDrJhip, 

Pfalm  Jxxxvii.  5. 

1   AND  will  the  great  eternal  Go.l 
On  earth  eilab'ifh'his  ahode  ? 
And  will  he  frojn  his  radiant  throne 
Avaw  our  temples  for  his  own  ? 

a  We  bring  the  tribute  of  our  praife, 
And  fiBg  that  coni-foendirp  ^rarc. 
Which  to  our  note,  willjend  an  ear, 
And  call  us  finfid  mortals  iicur- 

3  Our  Father's  watchful  care  we  bicfg, 
Which  guards  our  fynajjogucs  in  peace, 
That  no  tumu'tuous  foes  invade. 
To  r>i|  01  if  v.\n-n.;{>p  ,-,  v^;.h  drcaU- 


ajS—j     HYMN     CCGXLIV. 

4  Thrie  -w  alls  we  to  thy  honor  raife  ; 

LoT.g  may  they  echo  -with  thy  praile  ; 
And  Thou  deicendu-g  fill  the  place 
\^'':th  chciccfl  'ckens  of  thy  grace- 

5  K^e  let  the  great  Reeeemer  :  e.^t:, 
With  all  the  graces  of  his  train ; 
While  pov.'r  divine  his  vcrd  atttr.-^s 
Tc  conquer  fees  ar.d  cheer  hisfricri; 

6  And  in  tl:e  great  decifive  day. 
When  Gcd  the  nation*  fhall  furvey. 
May  it  bfff  re  the  world  appear; 
That  crcv.'ds  were  bom  tog'cr}'  her: 


HVMN     CCCXLIV.        L.     M. 

j^  thanifg't'ving  hymn. 
1      I  ^^IGHTY  Sov'reign  of  the  fties, 
To  fhee  let  fo  rgs  cf  gladsefs  rife, 
Each  grateful  heart  its  tribute  bring. 
And  evry  \z\zt  tin-  goodnefs£rg. 

<s  'T\v2s  thou  that  built  this  fpacious  earth, 
T  hou  gav'ft  to  ev'ry  creature  birth, 
I-  'er.  n-'an  wa«  fafhJr^n'i  by  thy  h?rd, 
And  argels  g'ovi'd  at  thy  coa-.n-ard- 

3  From  thee  oar  cholceft  blciSngs  3ow, 
'L.Vt,  ht-alth.  and  l^renglll  thy  hands  befiow. 
The  tzi'.y  good  thy  creatures  fhare, 
Springs  from  thy  providential  care. 

4  The  rich  profufion  nature  yields, 
Tht  harvefts  waving  o'er  the  fields, 
The  cheering  light,  refrefhing  Ciowlr, 
Are  g'fts  from  thy  ciauftlefs  Acre. 

^  At  thy  conamard  the  vernal  b'oom, 
PMivi-.  :fac  world  from  winUTS  g'cdai. 


HYMN  N:CCXLV.       [—179 

The  fummer's  heat  the  fruit  matures, 
And  autumn  all  her  treafures  pours, 

6  From  thee  proceed  domeftic  ties, 
Connubial  bhfs,  paternal  joys ; 

On  thy  fupport  the  nations  {land, 
Obedient  to  thy  high  command. 

7  But  how  {hall  frail  imperfcft  man, 
Whofc  being  reaches  but  a  fpan, 
Attempt  in  earth-born  ftrains  tc  prove, 
The  wonders  cf  Redeeming  love  ! 

8  Let  ev'ry  pow'r  of  heart  and  tccgue, 
Unite  to  fweli  the  j:;rateful  fong. 
While  age  and  youth  in  chorus  join, 
And  pra;fe  the  Majefty  divine- 


HYMN     CCCXLV.        L.     M. 

Tlar.kfg'fvingfor  national  deliverance^  at  J  improve 

mint  of  it.    Luke  i.   74,75- 

1  PRAISE  to  the  Lord,  who  bows  his  ear, 
Propitious  to  his  people's  pray'r  ; 

And.  tlio'  deliv'rance  long  delay, 
Anf  A'ers  in  his  weil-chofen  day. 

2  Oh,  may  our  tongues  thy  praifc  proclaim, 
And  fpeak  the  glories  of  thy  name  j 

Lord,  help  u*  all  thy  love  to  fing, 
And  thankful  tribute  to  thee  bring. 

3  Our  temple?,  guarded  from  the  flame, 
Shall  echo  thy  triumphant  name  -. 

And  ev'ry  peac:;t"ul  private  home 
To  thee  a  temple  ihaii  become. 

4  Still  be  it  our  fuprexe  delight 
To  walk  33  in  thy  honor'd  light  :    ' 
Still  in  thy  precepts  and  thy  fear 
To  life's  laft  hoior  to  perfcvcre. 


^Sc—]       HYMN     CCCXLVI. 

HYMN     CCCXLVI.       C.     M. 

Fcr  a  public  faji 

t  SEE,  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne 

Thy  mourning  people  bend  ! 
'TJs  on  thy  fov'reign  grace  alone, 

Our  humble  hopes  depend. 

a  Tremendous  judgments  from  thy  hand, 

Tliy  dreadful  pow'r  difplay ; 
Ytt  mercy  fpares  this  guilty  land, 

And  f!i!l  wt  live  to  pray. 

3  What  num'rous  crimes  increafing  rife, 

Through  this  apoftate  land  ! 
What  land  fo  favor'd  of  the  flcies, 

Yet  th'jughtlefs  of  thy  hand  ? 

4.  How  chang'a,  alas  !  are  truths  divine, 

For  error,  guilt,  and  Ihasne  ! 
What  impious  numbers,  bold  in  fm, 

Difgrace  the  chriftian  name  ! 

5  Regardlefs  of  thy  fmile  or  frown, 
Their  pleafures  they  require  ; 

And  fink  with  gay  indiff'rence  down 
To  everlafiing  fire. 

6  Ch,  turn  us,  turn  us.  mighty  Lord, 
By  thy  refifilefs  grace ; 

Then  ftall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 
And  humbly  feek  thy  face. 

7  [Then,  fhould  infuking  foes  invade, 
V/c  fhal  rot  fink  in  fear  ; 

Secure  of  never-failing  aid,  ^ 
If  God,  our  God,  is  near. } 


HYMN     CCCXLVII.     [—182 

HYMN    CCCXLVII.        L.    M. 

Of  lamenting  national  ftns.     Ezek.  ix.  4 — 6. 

For  a  fajl'day, 

1  O  RIGHTEOUS  God,  thou  judge  fupreme, 
We  tremble  at  thy  dreadful  name, 
And  all  our  trying  guilt  we  own 
In  duil  and  tears  before  thy  throne. 

a  So  manifold  our  crimes  have  been, 
Such  crinifon  tln(5lure  dyes  our  fin. 
That,  could  we  all  its  horrors  know. 
Our  ftreaming  eyes  with  blood  might  flow. 

3  Eflrang'd  from  reverential  awe, 
We  trample  on  thy  facred  law  ; 

Ard,  tho'  fuck  wonders  grace  hath  done, 
Anew  we  crucify  his  Son.    - 

4  Juftly  might  this  polluted  land. 
Prove  all  the  vengeance  of  thy  hand  ; 

And  bailiM  in  heav'n,  thy  fword  might  come 
To  drink  our  blood,  and  feal  our  doom- 

5  Yet  hafl  thou  not  a  remnant  here, 
Whofe  fou'is  are  fill'd  with  pious  feari 
Oh,  bring  tby  wonted  r\-.ercy  nigh. 
While  proftrate  at  thy  feet  they  lie. 

6  Behold  their  tears,  attend  their  moan, 
Nor  turn  away  their  fecret  groan : 
With  thefe  we  join  our  humble  pray'r  ; 
Our  nation  Ihield,  our  country  fpare- 

7  [But  if  the  fentence  be  decreed. 
And  our  dear  native  land  mufl  bleed, 
By  thy  fure  mark  may  we  he  known, 
And  fave  in  life  or  death  thy  own.  ] 


a8z— ]     HYMN     CCCXLVlir. 

HYMN     CCCXLVIII.        C.     M. 

Sick  led  rifliSions. 
I  MY  foul  uould  fain  indulge  a  hope 

To  reach  the  heav'nly  fhore  ; 
And  when  I  drop  this  cyiiig  fleih, 

That  I  ihall  fin  no  more. 

%  That  then  I  fliall  behold  the  Lamb, 

Who  once  for  fm  vvasfl^in, 
But  rcfe  triumphing  o'er  the  grave, 

And  en  his  throne  doth  reign. 

3  I  hope  to  hear  and  join  the  fong. 
That  faints  and  angels  raife, 

And  while  eternal  ages  roll, 
To  fing  eternal  praife. 

4  But  Oh,  this  dreadful  heart  of  un  ; 
It  may  deceive  me  flill, 

And'*hile  I  look  for  joys  above, 
May  plunge  me  down  to  hell. 

5  The  fcene  mufl  then  forever  clofe, 
Probation  at  an  end, 

No  gofj.el  grace  can  reach  me  there, 
No  pardon  there  defcend- 

6  Come  then,  O  bielTed  Jefus,  con.t, 
To  me  thy  fpirit  give : 

Shine  through  a  dark,  benighted  fou!, 
And  bid  a  Gnner  live. 


HYMN     CCCXLIX.        C.     M. 

For  a  time  of  genera i/icknefs . 

J   DEATH  with  his  dread  commiiTisn  feal'd, 

Now  haftcns  to  his  arms  :  ' 
In  awful  ftatc  be  t^kes  the  f.cld, 

And  founis  hi*  '-ii'e  aUrm». 


HYMN    CCCL.        [— a8i 

a  Attendant  plagues  around  him  ftancl, 

And  wait  his  dread  command ; 
And  pains,  and  dying  groans  obey 

The  fignal  of  nis  hand. 

3  With  cruel  force,  he  fcatters  round 
His  Ihafts  of  deadly  pow'r  ; 

While  the  grave  waits  its  deftin'd  prey^ 
Impatient  to  devour. 

4  Look  up,  ye  heirs  of  endicfsjoy, 
Nor  let  your  fears  prevail  ? 

Eternal  life  is  your  rew  ard, 
When  life  on  earth  fhall  fail. 

5  What  though  his  darts,  promifcuous  hurl'd, 
Deal  fatal  plagues  around  ; 

And  heaps  of  putrid  carcafes 
O'erload  the  cumber' d  ground  ; 

6  The  arrows,  that  {hall  wound  your  flefh, 
Were  giv'n  him  from  above, 

Dipt  in  the  great  Redeemer's  blood, 
And  feather'd  all  with  love. 

7  Thefe,  with  a  gentle  hand,  he  throws, 
And  faints  lie  gafping  too ; 

But  heav'nly  ftrength  fupports  their  fouls, 
And  bears  them  conqu'rors  through, 

HVMN     CCCL.       C.     M. 

Compla  ini  and  hope  under  great  pain. 

I   LORD,  I  am  pain'd,  but  I  refign 

My  body  to  thy  will; 
*ri5  grace,  'tis  wifdom  all  divine, 

Appoints  the  pains  I  feel. 

%  Dark  ore  the  ways  of  providence, 
While  they  who  lovs  thcc  gtoan; 


a84— ]  HYMN     CCCLI. 

Thy  reafoHs  lie  concealed  fromfenfe 
Myfterious  and  unknown. 

3  Yet  nature  may  have  leave  to  fpeak, 
And  plead  before  her  God, 

Left  the  o'erburden'd  heart  (houid  break 
Beneath  thine  heavy  rod- 

4  Thefe  mournful  groans  and  flowing  tears, 
Give  my  poor  fpirit  eafe  ; 

"While  ev'ry  groan  my  Father  hears, 
And  ev'ry  tear  he  fees- 

5  [How  fhall  I  glorify  my  God, 
In  bonds  of  grief  confin'd  ? 

Damp'dis  my  vigor,  while  this  cIoJ 
Hangs  heavy  on  my  mind.] 

6  Is  not  fome  fmiling  hour  at  hand 
With  peace  upon  its  wings  ? 

Give  it,  O  God,  thy  fwifc  command, 
With  all  the  joys  it  brings. 


HYMM     CCCLI.        C.     M. 
F raife for  reccuery from Jichnefs.  Pf.  civiii-  lo,  I^. 

X   SOV'REIGN  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand 

In  every  chaft'ning  ftroke; 
And  while  I  fmart  beneath  thy  rod. 

Thy  pre  fence  I  invoke. 

%  To  thee  in  my  diftrefs  I  cry'd, 

And  thou  haft  bow'd  thine  ear ; 
Thy  pow'rful  v/ord  my  life  prolong'd. 

And  brought  falvation  near. 

3  Unfold,  ye  gates  cf  righteoufncfs, 

That,  with  the  pious  throng, 
I  may  record  my  foiemn  vows, 

And  tune  my  grateful  fcng. 


HYMN     CCCLIl.        [— 28i 

4  Praife  to  the  Lord,  whofc  gentle  hand 

Renews  our  lab'ring  breath  ; 
Praife  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  his  faints 

Triumphant  e'en  in  death. 

J  My  God,  in  thine  appointed  hour 

Tihofc  heav'nly  ^tes  difplay, 
Where  j^ain  afid  fin,  and  fear  and  death 

For  ever  flee  away. 

6  There  while  the  nations  of  the  blefa'd, 

With  raptures  bow  around, 
My  anthems  to  deliv'ring  grace, 

in  fweeter  drains  fhali  found. 


HYMN     CCCLII-        C.     M. 
Longing  after  unfien  pleafurc'    %  Cor.  iv,  18. 

1  OH,  could  our  thoughts  and  wifhes  fly, 

Above  thefe  jrloomy  Ihades, 
To  thofe  bright  world>  beyond  the  fky, 

Which  forrow  ne'er  invades  ! 

a  There  joys  unfeen  by  mortal  eyes, 

Or  reafon's  feeble  ray. 
In  ever  blooming  profpeds  rife, 

Unoonfciousof  decay. 

3  Lord,  fend  a  beam  of  light  divine, 

To  guide  our  upward  aim  ' 
Witii  one  reviving  touch  of  thine. 


4  Then  fliall,  on  faith's  fublimeft  wing. 

Our  ardent  wifhesrifs 
To  thofe  bright  fcenes,  where  pleafurts  li-rlng 

lnmaortal*ixi  the  ikies. 


486—]        HYMN     CCCLiri. 

HYMN     CCCLIII.        L.     M. 

*Tbe  Jhottnefs  of  time  ^  and  frailty  of  man. 
Pfa    xxxix- 
1    ALMIGHTY  Maker  of  my  frame, 
Teach  me  the  meafure  of  my  days ! 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  1  a-m. 
And  Ipend  the  remnant  to  thy  praife. 

%  My  days  are  fhorter  than  a  fpan, 
A  little  point  my  life  appears  ; 
How  frail  at  beft  is  dying  man  ! 
How  vain  are  all  his  hopes  and  fears- 

3  Vain  his  ambition,  noife  and  fhow  ! 
Vain  arc  the  cares  which  rack  his  mind  ! 
He  heaps  up  treafures  mix'd  with  woe, 
And  dies  and  leaves  them  all  behind. 

4  Oh,  be  a  Robler  portion  mine  ; 
My  God,  I  bow  before  thy  throne. 
Earth's  fleeting  treafures  I  refign, 
And  fix  my  hopes  on  thee  alone. 


I 


HYMN     CCCLIY.        C.     M. 
"Death  and  judgment  appointed  t'  all.     Heb.  ix    27. 

1  HEAV'N  has  confirmd  the  great  dcci-ee, 

That  Adam's  race  muft  die  ; 
One  gen'ralruin  fweeps  them  down, 

And  low  in  duft  they  lie. 

a  Ye  living  men,  the  ton-.b  furvey, 

Where  you  mufl  quickly  dwell ; 
Hark  !  how  the  awful  fummons  founds 

In  evVy  fun'ral  knell  ! 
3   Once  you  muft  die,  and  once  for  all; 

The  folemn  purport  weigh  ; 
For  know,  that  heav'n  or  hsii  depends 

On  that  important  day. 


HYMN     CCCLV.        [—287 

4  Thofe  eyes,  fo  long  in  darknefs  veil'd, 
Muft  wake  the  Judge  to  fee, 

And  ev'ry  word,  and  ev'ry  thought 
Muft  pafs  his  fcrutiny. 

5  Oh,  may  I  in  the  Judge  behold 
My  Saviour  and  my  Friend, 

Ar.d  far  beyond  the  reach  of  death. 
With  all  his  faints  afcend. 


HYMN     CCCLV.        L.     M. 

The  tolling  bell. 

1  OFT  as  the  bell,  with  folemn  toll, 
Speaks  the  departure  of  a  foul, 
Let  each  one  alk  himfelf,  "  Am  I 
Prepar'd,  Ihould  1  be  call'd  to  die  ?" 

a  Only  this  frail  and  fleeting  breath 
Prcferves  nie  from  the  jaws  of  death  ; 
Soon  as  it  fails,  at  once  I'm  gone, 
And  plung'd  into  a  world  unknown. 

3  Then,  leaving  all  I  lov'd  below, 
To  God's  tribunal  1  muft  go  ; 

Mull  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  fate, 
And  fix  my  everiafting  ilate- 

4  Lord  Jesus  !  h  Ip  me  now  to  flee. 
And  feek  my  hope  alone  in  thee  ; 
Apply  thy  blood,  thy  fpirit  give, 
Snbdue  my  fins,  and  let  me  live. 

5  Thep,  when  the  folemn  bell  I  hear, 
It  fav'd  from  guilt,  I  need  not  fear  ; 
Nor  would  the  thought  diftreffing  bc, 
Perhaps  it  next  may  toll  forme 


188—]        HYMN    CCCLVI. 

6  Rather  my  fplrit  would  rejoice, 
And  long  and  wifh  to  hear  thy  voice ; 
Glad  when  it  bids  me  earth  rcfign, 
Secure  of  heav'n,  if  thou  arc  mine. 


HYMN     CCCLVI.        C     M. 

The  death  of  a  Believer. 
I  IN  vain  my  fancy  drives  to  paint 

The  moment  after  death, 
The  glories  that  furrcund  a  faint. 

When  yielding  up  his  breath- 

a  One  gentle  figh  his  fetters  breal^s, 
We  fcarce  can  fay,  "  he's  gone  I" 

Before  the  willing  fpirit  takes, 
Its  manfions  near  the  throne. 

3  Faith  ftrives,  but  all  its  efforts  fail, 
To  trace  the  fpirit's  flight ; 

No  eye  can  pierce  within  the  veil 
Which  hides  that  \^6rld  of  light. 

4  Thus  much  (and  this  is  all)  we  know, 
Saints  are  completely  ble.1  ; 

Have  done  with  fin.  and  care,  and  woe, 
And  with  their  Saviour  reft. 

5  On  harps  of  gold  they  praife  his  name. 
His  face  they  always  viev,-  ; 

Then  let  us  foi'oweri  be  of  them, 
That  we  may  praife  him  too. 


HYMN     CCCLVII. 


'The  death  of  Saints. 
I   OUR  life  how  Hurt '   a  gioan,  a  figh, 
We  live,  and  tken  bcgii:  to  die  ; 
Death  lieals  upon  us  while  we're  green, 
Behind  us  digs  a  grave  unfceol 


HYMN    CCCLVIIL     [-^289 

'^  But  Oh !  how  great  a  mercy  this, 
That  death's  a  portal  into  blifs ; 
While  yet  the  body's  fcarce  undrefl, 
The  foul  afcends  to  heav'nly  reft. 

3  My  foul !  death  fwallows  up  thy  fears, 
My  grave- c'othes  wipe  away  all  tears  ; 
Why  ihould  we  fear  this  partins:  pain, 
Who  die  that  we  may  live  again  ? 

4  Oh  !    how  the  refurrecSlion  light, 
Will  clarify  believers'  fight ; 
How  joyful  will  the  faints  arife 
And  rub  the  dufl  from  off  their  eyes  ! 

5  My  foul !  my  body  I  will  truft, 
With  him  who  numbers  every  dull  ; 
My  Savicair  faithfully  will  keep 

His  owu — their  death  is  but  a  fleep. 


HYMN     CCCLVIII.       L.    M. 
tha  happ'wefs  of  departing^  and  being  ivUh  Ckrijh 

.;      Phil.  i.  23. 

1  WHILE  on  the  verge  of  hfe  I  ftand, 
And  view  tiie  fcene  on  either  hand, 
My  fpirit  ftniggles  with  the  slay, 
And  longS  to  \vi;ig  its  flight  away. 

2  Come,  ye  angelic  guardians,  come, 
And  lead  th.;  williiig  pilgrim  home  ; 
Ye  know  the  way  to  Jffa's  throne, 
Source  of  my  joys,  and  of  your  own. 

3  The  blifsful  interview,  how  fvveet  ! 
To  fall  tranfported  at  his  fett, 
Rais'd  in  his  arms  to  view  his  face, 

'Thro' the  full  beamings  of  his  grace  ! 

N 


. ,.     j       HYMN     CCCLIX. 

4  Yet,  vvit;h  thefe  profpeds  full  in  fight, 
I'll  wait  thy  fignal  for  my  flight; 
For,  while  thy  ic-rvice  I  purfue, 
3  nnd  iiiy  heavn  begun  below. 


HYMN     CCCLIX.        C.     M. 

yicr:rj  ovfir  death  thro"  Chrift.      I  Cor.   XY-    5; 

i  WHEN  death  appears  before  my  fight. 

In  all  his  dire  array, 
Unequal  to  the  dreadful  fight, 

My  courage  dies  away. 

i  But  fee  my  glorious  Leader  nigh  I 

My  Lord,  my  Saviour  lives  : 
Before  him  death's  pale  terrors  fly, 

And  my  faint  heart  revives. 

3  He  left  his  da22lin^  throne  above. 
He  met,^e  tyrant's  dart, 

And  (O  amazing  pow'r  of  love  !) 
Pveceiv'd  it  in  his  heart. 

4  No  more,  O  grim  deftroyer,  boa{l 
Thy  univerful  fway ; 

To  heav'n-bcrn  fouls  thy  fling  is  loft, 
Thy  night  is  turn'd  to  day, 

3  Lord,  I  commit  my  foul  to  thee, 

Accept  the  facred  truft, 
Receive  this  nobler  part  of  me, 

And  watch  my  fleeping  duft : 

4i  'Till  that  illuftrious  morning  come. 

When  all  thy  faints  fliall  rife, 
And,  cloth'd  in  full  immortal  bloom. 

Attend  thee  to  the  ikies. 


HYMN 

HYMN    CCCLX.        C     M. 

The  death  and  burial  of  a  faint. 

1  WHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends  ? 

Or  fhake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jefus  fends, 

T©  call  them  to  his  arms. 

»  Are  we  not  tending  upwards  too* 

As  fafl  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  would  we  wifh  the  hours  more  floWj 

To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Why  Ihould  we  tremble  to  convey 
Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 

There  the  dear  flefh  of  Jefus  Jay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume- 

4  The  graves  of  all  his  faints  he  blefs'd^ 
And  foften'd  ev'rj'  bed, 

Where  fhould  the  dying  members  reft, 
But  with  the  dying  head'? 

5  Thence  he  arofe,  afcended  high, 
And  ihow'd  our  fc  et  the  way  ; 

Up  to  the  Lord  our  flefti  fliali  fly, 
At  the  great  rifnig  day. 

6  Then  let  the  laft  load  trumpet  found. 
And  bid  our  kindred  rife  ; 

Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground, 
Ye  faints,  afcend  the  ikies> 


HYMN     CCCLX!.       L.     M. 

The  death  of  thefinner  and  the  faints 

1  WHAT  fcenes  of  horror  and  of  dread. 
Await  the  finner's  dying  bed ! 
Death's  terrors  all  appear  in  fight, 
Prefages  of  eternal  night. 


apa— ]      HYMN    CCCLXII. 

a  His  fins  in  dreadful  order  rife, 
And  fiU  his  foul  with  fad  furprife  ; 
Mount  Sinai's  thunder  iluns  his  ears, 
And  not  one  ray  of  hope  appears. 

3  Tormenting  pangs  diflrad  his  breaft, 
Where'er  he  turn*  he  finds  no  rell ; 
Death  llrikes  the  blow,  he  groans  and  cries, 
And,  in  defpairand  horror,  dies- 

4  Not  fo  the  heir  of  heav'nly  blifs  ; 
His  foul  is  fiU'd  with  confcious  peace  ; 

'  A  fteady  faith  fubdues  his  fear  ; 
He  fees  the  happy  Canaan  near. 

5  His  niind  is  tranquil  and  ferene, 
"No  terrors  in  his  looks  are  feen  ; 

His  Saviour's  fmile  difpels  the  gloom, 
And  fmoothes  his  paiTagt  to  the  tomb. 
6  Lord,  make  my  faith  and  love  fincere. 
My  judgment  found,  my  confcience  clear  ; 
And  when  the  toils  of  life  are  paft, 
May  I  be  found  in  peace  at  laft. 


HYMN     CCCLXII.        S.    M. 

Preparation  for  death.      Matt.  xxlv.  44. 

I   PREPARE  me,  gracious  God, 
To  ft  and  before  thy  face  ; 
Thy  fpirit  muft  the  work  perform, 
for  it  is  all  of  grace. 

a  In  Chrift's  obedience  clothe. 
And  walh  me  in  his  blood  : 
So  (hall  I  lift  my  head  with  joy, 
Among  the  ft>ns  of  God. 

3  Do  thou  my  fins  fubdue, 

7  hy  fov'relgn  love  make  known ; 


HYMN    CCCLXIII.      l''293 

The  fpirit  of  my  mind  renew, 
And  fave  me  in  thy  Son. 

4  Let  me  atteft  thy  pow'r, 
Let  me  thy  goodnefs  prove, 
Till  my  full  foul  can  hold  no  more 
Of  everlafting  love. 

HYNN   CCCLXIII.     Eights. 
yf  view  of  death  delightful  to  a  believer. 

I   AH  !  lovely  appearance  of  death, 

What  fight  upon  earth  is  fo  fair  ? 
Not  all  the  gay  pageants  that  breathe, 

Can  with  a  dead  body  compare  : 
With  folcmn  delight  1  furvey 

The  corpfe,  when  the  fpirit  is  fled, 
In  love  with  the  beautilul  clay. 

And  longing  to  lie  in  its  llead. 

a  How  hleft  is  our  brother,  bereft 

Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind  ! 
How  eafy  the  foul  that  has  left 

This  wearifome  body  behind  ! 
Of  evil  incapable  thou, 

Whofe  relics  with  envy  1  fee, 
No  longer  in  mifery  now, 

No  longer  afinner  like  me. 

3  This  earth  Is  affcfted  no  more 

With  ficknefs,  or  fhaken  with  pain, 
The  war  in  the  members  is  o'er. 

And  never  fhall  vex  him  again  : 
Ko  anger  henceforward,  or  fhame, 

Shall  redden  his  innocent  clay  ; 
Extind  is  the  animal  flame, 

And  paflion  is  vanifli'd  away- 


S94— 1      HYMN     CCCLXIV. 

4  This  languilhing  head  is  at  reft. 
Its  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er, 

This  quiet  immovable  breaft 
Is  heav'd  by  afflidlion  no  more  ; 

This  heart  is  no  longer  the  feat 
Of  trouble  and  tortudng  pain  ; 

it  ceafes  to  flutter  and  beat, 
It  never  {hail  flutter  again- 

5  The  lids  he  fo  feldom  could  clofe. 
By  forrow  forbidden  to  fleep, 

SeaVd  up  in  eternal  repofe, 

Plave  ftrangely  forgotten  to  weep  : 
The  fountains,  can  yield  no  fupplies  : 

Thefe  hollows  from  water  are  free  ; 
The  tears  are  all  wip'd  from  thefe  eyes, 

And  evil  they  never  Ihall  fee. 

6  To  mourn  and  to  fufFer  is  mine, 
While  bound  in  a  prifon  I  breathe, 

And  ftiii  for  deliverance  pine, 
And  prcfs  to  the  iffues  of  death  : 

What  now  with  my  tears  i  bedew, 
Oh,  might  I  this  rnom.ent  become  ! 

My  fpirit  created  anew. 

My  flcfh  be  confign'd  to  the  tomb  5 


HYMN     CCCLXIV.        L.     M. 

A  funeral  hymn^  at  the  interment  of  the  body, 

[N.  B.  If  :hi=  or  the  preceding  hymn  is  fung 
at  the  funeral  of  a  female,  the  words  fhe  and 
her^  may  be  lubfcitutcJ  in  place  oibe  and  his,'\ 

I   UNVAIL  thy  br>fom,  faithful  tomb, 
Take  this  new  treai'jrc  tn  thy  trull, 
And  give  thefe  facr^  J  r.-'.ics  room 
To  fcek  a  iluml^er  i»  the  duft. 


HYMN     CCCLXV,      [—^95 

*  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  ncxr  anxious  fear, 
Invade  thy  bounds-     No  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  fleeper  here, 
And  angels  watch  bij  foft  repofe. 
t,  So  Jefus  flcpt ;  God's  dying  fon 
Pafs'd  through  the  grave  and  bleft  the  oed  ; 
Rea  here  bleft  faint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  breali  and  pierce  the  iliade. 
4  Break  from  his  throne.  iUuftrious  morn, 
Attend  O  earth !   his  fov'reign  word  ; 
Rertore  thy  truft,  a  glorious  form  •, 
He  mull  afccnd  to  meet  bis  Lord. 

HYMN     CCCLXV.       C.   M. 

A  prof  pea  of  the  refurreaion. 
I  LO  !   I  behold  the  fcatt'ring  (hades, 

The  dawn  of  heav'n  appears  ; 
The  fweet  immortal  morning  fpreads 

Its  bluihes  round  the  fpheres. 
Z  I  fee  tlie  Lord  of  glory  come. 

And  naming  guards  around  : 
The  ikies  divide'to  m^ke  him  room, 

Ihe  trumpet  fhakes  the  ground. 

3  I  hear  the  voice,  'We  dead  arife  I'* 
And  lo,  the  graves  obey  : 

And  waking  faints  v,fith  joyful  eyes, 
Salute  th'  expeded  day. 

4  They  leave  the  duft,  and  on  the  wi?2 
Rife  to  the  midway  air, 

In  ihinlng  garments  meet  their  kmg, 

And  low  adore  him  there. 
<  Oh,  may  our  humble  fpiril:3  {land> 

A.Tiong  them  tioth'd  ift  wliite  I 


296— ]  .  K  Y  M  N     CCeLX\1. 

The  meaneft  place  at  his  right  hand 
Is  infinite  delight. 

6  How  will  our  joy  and  wonder  rife, 

When  our  returning  King 
Shall  bear  us  homeward  through  the  fkies, 

On  love's  triumphant  wing ! 


HYMN     CCCLXVI.        L.     M. 

S'm  and  mifery  conneBed. 

I  WHAT  v.Tetched  foois  are  they,  whQ  bear, 
With  fcorn,  the  found  of  gofpel  grace  ; 
For  forrow  walks  along  with  fin, 
Although  they  keep  not  equal  pace. 

1  How  blindly  finners  grafp  their  chain, 
And  yet  of  freedom  vainly  boaft  : 
They  lock  for  happinefs  and  peace, 
Nor  think  by  fin  their  peace  is  lofl. 

3  Approaching  vice  is  deck'd  in  charms. 
And  fmilcs  with  pr^mifes  of  gain  : 

No  fcor.er  paft,  its  joys  are  fled. 
And  all  its  pleafures  chang'd  to  pain, 

4  Sinners  may  for  a  time  rejoice, 
Tiji  ftorms  of  threatened  wrath  arife. 
Till  juftice  grafp  th'  avenging  fword, 
And  then  tl.e  wretch  the  fnmer  dies. 


HYMN     CCCLXVII.        L.     M. 

Tht  day  hf  judgment  ivillJhervtheconneSiion  hettveen 

fin  and  mifery. 
J   COD  from  his  thione  with  piercing  eye, 
N;.l;ed  does  ev'ry  heart  behold  ; 
But  never,  till  we  come  to  die. 
To  U'j  vviii  fuch  a  view  unfold, 


HYMN    CCCLXVIII.    [—297 

4  Should  fin,  in  naked  form  appear, 
Juft  as  it  rifes  In  tlie  heart, 
And  others  know  and  fee  it  there, 
In  ev'ry  feeling,  every  thought : 

3  The  fire  of  hell  muft  kindle  foon, 
How  envy  and  revenge  would  flame  ! 
One  heart  would  urge  another  on, 
Till  rage  snd  vengeance  want  a  name  ! 

4  Sin  in  its  nature  would  appear 
A  living  death,  to  form  a  hell  ; 
The  worft  of  mis'ries  creatures  fear. 
The  worft  of  plagues  the  tongue  can  tell, 

5  Unvail'd  and  naked  evry  heart 
Before  the  judgment  feat  muil  (land. 
Sin  acl  no  more  a  double  part, 

But  meet  a  death  from  its  own  hand. 

6  The  fiery  lake  mufl  hotter  grow 
From  the  fierce  clafh  of  finful  fouls  ; 
Each  bofom  like  a  furnace  glow. 
Nor  God  the  rage,  or  fire  cOTitroI. 


HYMN   CCCLXVIII.     Sevens. 

Sinner^  prepare  to  meet  God  ! 

1   SINNER,  art  thou  flill  fecure  ? 
Wilt  thou  ftill  refufe  to  pray  ? 
Can  thy  heart  or  hand  endure 
In  the  Lord's  aver.gingday  ! 

a  See  his  mighty  arm  is  bar'd  ! 
Awful  terrors  clothe  his  brow  ! 
For  his  judgments  ftand  prepar-d, 
Thou  muft  either  break  or  bow. 

3   At  his  prefence  nature  fhakes, 
Earth  affrighted  hades  to  See  ; 

N  2 


S98— ]      HYMN    CCCLXIX, 

Solid  mountains  melt  like  wax, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 

4  Who  his  advent  may  abide  ? 
You  that  glory  in  your  fhame, 
Will  you  find  a  place  to  hide 

When  the  w^orld  is  wrapp'd  in  flame  ? 

5  Then  the  rich,  the  great,  the  wife, 
Trembling,  guilty,  felf-condemn'd ; 
Muft  behold  the  wrathful  eyes 

Of  the  Judge  they  once  blafphem'd. 

6  Where  are  now  their  haughty  looks, 
Oh,  their  horror  and  defpair  ! 

When  they  fee  the  open'd  books, 
And  their  dreadful  fentence  hear ! 

7  Lord,  prepare  us  by  thy  grace  « 
Soon  we  muft  refign  our  breath ; 
And  our  fouls  be  call-d  to  pafs 
Through  the  iron  gate  of  death. 

8  Let  us  now  our  day  improve, 
Liften  to  the  gofpel  voice  ; 
Seek  the  things  that  are  above  ; 
Scorn  the  world's  pretended  joys. 


HYMN     CCCLXIX.        L.     M. 

Sinners  and  faints ,  in  the  "wreck  of  nature, 

Ifaiahxxiv    i8 — 20- 

T  HOW  great,  how  terrible  that  God, 
Who  (hakes  creation  with  his  nod  ! 
He  frowns — earth,  fca,  all  nature's  frame 
Sink  in  one  univerfal  flame. 

s  Where  now,  O  where  ftiall  finners  feek. 
For  flielter  in  the  general  wreck  ; 
Shall  falling  rocks  be  o'er  them  thrown  ? 
See  rocks,  like  fncw  diiToiving  down. 


HYMN    CCCLXX,     [—299 

3  In  vain  for  mercy  now  they  cry  ; 
In  lakes  of  liquid  fire  they  lie; 
There  on  the  flanging  billows  toft. 
For  ever — Oh  !  forever  loft  ! 

4  But  faints,  undaunted  and  ferene, 
With  calmnefs  view  the  dreadful  fcene  ; 
Their  Saviour  lives,  the  worlds-  expire. 
And  earth  and  Ikies  diflblve  in  fire. 

5  Jefus,  the  helplefs  creature's  friend. 
To  thee  my  all  I  dare  commend  ; 
Thou  canft  prefer ve  my  feeble  foul, 
When  lightnings  blaze  from  pole  to  pols. 


HYMN     CCCLXX.        L.       M. 

The  day  cf  the  Lord, 

I  HARK  !  from  the  Iky,  the  trump  proclaims, 
Jefus  the  Judge  approaching  nigh  ! 
See,  the  creation  wrapt  in  flames, 
Firft  kindled  by  his  vengeful  eye  ! 

1  When  thus  the  mounfain?  melt  like  wax  ; 
When  earth,  and  air,  and  fcafh:ill  burn  ; 
When  all  the  frame  of  nature  iliakes  ; 
Poor  fmner,  whitha-  wilt  thou  turn  ? 

3  The  puny  works  which  feeble  men 
Now  boaft,  or  covet,  or  adm.ire  : 

Their  pomp,  and  arts,  and  treafures,  then 
Shall  perifti  in  one  common  fire- 

4  Lord,  fix  our  hearts  and  horcs  above  ! 
Since  all  below  to  ruin  tends  ; 

Here  mny  we  truft.  obey  and  love. 

And  there  be  found  actongft  tby  friend*. 


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300—3     HYMN    CCCLXXI. 

HYMN    CCCLXXI.       C.    M. 

Thundeti  or  the  day  of  judgment, 
I  WHEN  a  black  overfpreading  cloud 

Has  darken'd  all  the  air  ; 
And  peals  of  thunder,  roaring  loud, 

Proclaim  the  tempeft  near  ; 

a  Then  guilt  and  fear,  the  fruits  of  fin, 

The  finner  oft  purfue  ; 
A  louder  florm  is  heard  within, 

And  confcience  thunders  too. 

3  But  whither,  finners,  will  ye  flee, 
When  nature's  mighty  frame, 

The  pond'rous  earth,  and  air  and  fea 
Shall  ail  dilTolve  in  flame  ? 

4  Amazing  day  !  it  «omes  apace  ! 
The  Judge  is  haft'ning  down  ! 

Can  ye  then  bear  to  fee  his  face, 
Or  fland  before  his  frown  ? 

5  Lord,  let  thy  mercy  find  a  way 
To  touch  each  ftubborn  heart  ; 

That  they  may  never  hear  thee  fay, 
"  Ye  curfed  ones  depart." 


HYMN     CCCLXXII.       L.     M. 

The  booh  opend.   Rev.  xx.    ii. 
X  ME  THINKS  the  lafl  great  day  is  come, 
Methinks  1  hear  the  trumpet  found 
That  fliakes  the  earth,  rends  ev'ry  tomb, 
And  wakes  the  prifoners  under  ground. 

a  The  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  tnift, 
Aw'd  by  the  Judge's  high  command  ; 
Both  fmajl  and  great  now  quit  their  duft, 
And  reund  the  dread  trfeunal  ftand' 


HYMN     CCCLXXIH.      [-3^^ 

4  Behold  the  awful  boqlts  difplay'd, 
Big  with  th'  important  fates  of  men  ; 
Each  deed  and  word  now  public  made,      , 
As  wrote  by  heaven's  unerring  pen. 

4  To  every  foul,  the  books  afil/n 
The  joyous  or  the  dread  reward  ■• 
Sinners  in  vain  lament  and  pine, 

No  plea  the  Juige  will  here  rewar.. 

5  Lord,  whan  thefe  awful  leaves  unfold, 
May  life's  fair  book  my  foul  approve : 
There  may  I  read  my  name  enroU'd, 
And  triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

HYMN     CCCLXXIH.        S.     M. 

^Xhe  final  fent  nee  and   m'^firy    of  the  VJkhJ . 

Matt    XXV.   41. 

I  AND  will  the  Judge  defcesd  ? 
And  muft  the  dead  arife  ? 
And  not  a  fmglc  foul  cfcape 
His  all-dlfcepiiing  eyes  ? 

a  And  from  his  righteous  lips 
Shall  this  dread  fentcnce  founi  ; 
And  through  the  numerous  guilty  throng, 
Spread  black  defpair  around  ? 

3  "  Depart  from  me,  accurs'd, 
»  To  everlafting  flame, 

^  For  rebel  angels  f?rA:  prepar'd, 
"  Where  mercy  never  came-" 

4  How  will  my  heart  endure 
The  terrors  of  tha-t  day  : 

When  earth  and  heav'n,  before  his  face, 
Aftonilh'd  llirink  away  ? 

5  But  ere. tiiat  trumpet  fhakes 
The  manfions  of  tke  dea.l ; 


3CZ— ]     HYMN     CCCLXXIV. 

Hark,  from  the  gofpel's  cheering  found, 
What  joyful  tidings  fpread  ! 

6  Ye  finners,  feek  his  grace, 
Whofe  -vvrarh  ye  cannot  bear  ; 

rVj  to  the  flielter  of  his  crols. 
And  find  fajvation  there- 

7  So  fhall  that  curfe  remove, 
By  which  the  Saviour  bJed  ; 

And  the  \z\l  av/ful  day  fhail  pour 
His  blcinngs  ofi  your  head- 


HYMN     CCCLXXIV.        C     M. 
'1 1^' final  fmUnce^  and  happinejs  cfihe  righiecui. 
Matt-   sxv.  34- 
!    ATTEND,  my  car  ;  my  heart  rejoice, 

Whije  JcliJi;  from  his  throne, 
-.f?o  r  the  bright  angeh'c  hofts, 
Tvlakes  hij  iaft  fentence  known. 

%  V/hen  flnrers,  curfed  from  his  face, 

To  raging  flames  are  drivn  ; 
Kis  voice,  witii  melody  divine, 

Thus  calls  his  faints  to  heav  n^ 

:   "  Blefs'd  of  n-.y  father,  ail  draw  near, 

"  Pvcceive  the  great  rcvard ; 
*■'  And  rife,  ijvith  raptures  to  pofTefs 

"  The  kingdom  love  prepar'd. 

'^,,Tj  "  Ere  earth's  foundations  firft  were  laid, 
"  His  fovVeign  purpofe  wrou-i^ht. 
"  And  rear'd  thc^e  palaces  divi;)e, 

"  To  which  you  now  are  brought. 
5  "  There  fhall  you  reign  uni;umbcr'd  years, 

"  Protedcd  by  mv  pow'r  ; 
"  "While  fm  and  desth,  and  pains  and  cares, 
"  Shall  vex  your  fouls  no  more." 


K  Y  M  N     CCCLXXV.     [-s^i 

■6  Come,  dearmajcfliic  Saviour,  come, 

This  Jubilee  proclaim ; 
And  teach  us  language  fit  to  praife 

So  gre^ic,  fo  d^ar  a  name. 


HYWN   cccLxxv^      Eights  and  Seyens. 
Day  of  jiidgmsnt. 

I  LO  \  he  conieth  !  countlefs  trumpets 

Blow  to  raife  the  fleeping  dead ; 
Midft  ten  thoufand  faints  and  angel? 

See  their  great  exalted  head  ; 
Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome  Son  of  God. 

a  Every  eye  (hall  now. behold  him, 

Rob'd  in  dreadful  majefty  ; 
Thofe  who  fet  at  nough  and  fold  him, 

Pierc'd  and  nail'd  him  to  the  tree, 
Deeply  wailing, 
■Shall  the  great  Mefliah  fee. 

3  Every  ifiand,  fea,  and  mountain, 
Hcav'n  and  earth  fhali  flee  away : 

All  who  hate  him  muil,  corifuuided. 

Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day  ; 
Come  to  judgment ! 
Come  to  judgment !  come  away  • 

4  At  his  call,  the  dead  awaken. 
Rife  to  life  from  earth  and  fea  : 

All  the  powers  of  nature,  ihaken 
By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee  ; 
Carelefs  fmner. 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  f 

5  Horrors  paft  Imagination, 

Will  furprife  thy  trembling  heart ; 
When  thou  h&ar^lt  thy  coBderanation, 


304-]     K  Y  M  N     CCCXXXVI, 

*'  H  r  ce,  accurfed  wretch,  depart ! 
"  1  hou  with  fstan 
*'  And  h?s  r.Pgcls,  have  thy  part !" 

6  V.v.t  to  thofe  \\ho  have  confelTed, 
Lov'd  and  ierv'd  the  Lord,  below  ; 

Kc  iviil  fay,  ••  come  near,  ye  bkiTcd, 
"  oee  the  kingdom  I  beftow  : 

"  Ycu  forever 

"  Shall  my  jcve  and  glory  know.'' 


KYMN     CCCLXXVI.        L.     M. 

Tls  S:rg  (,f  Hca'ven  defired  by  Sair.ts  on  earth- 

1  THE  dawn  of  morning  veils  Iier  face 
When  tb.e  bright  fun  afcends  thefpace; 
So  glad  will  grace  rtfign  ker  room 
'^ro  glory  in  the  hcav'nly  home, 

2,  Happy  ihe  company  that's  gone, 
From  crofs  to  crown,  from  thrall  to  throne ; 
IIow  loud  they  fmg  upon  the  fliori?, 
To  which  they  faii'd  in  heart  before  ! 

3  Bltfj'd  arc  the  dead,  yea,  faith  the  word. 
That  die  in  Chrift  the  living  Lord, 

And  on  the  other  fide  of  death 
ThusjoYi^ul  fpend  their  praifing  breath  : 

4  "  Death  from  all  death  has  fet  us  free, 
. ''  And  V,  ill  cur  gain  for  ever  be  ; 

•'  Death  loob'd  the  malTy  chains  of  woe, 
•'  To  let  the  mournful  captivo  g(?. 

5  "  Dcdth  is  to  us  a  fweet  repofe, 

"  The  bud  wss  cp'd  to  fhew  th^  rofe  ; 
"  Tke  '•agv  was  brcke  to  let  vs  fiy, 
"  And  build  cur  happy  nefi.  on  high. 

6  "  I-o,  here  we  do  trlumphart  reign, 
*'  And  joyful  fmg  in  lofty  11  rain  ; 


HYMN    CCCLXXVI.     [-305 

«  Lo,  here  we  reft,  and  love  to  be, 
"  Enjoying  more  than  faith  could  fee. 

7  .'  The  thoufandth  part  we  now  behold, 
«  By  mortal  tongues  was  never  told  ; 

«  We  eot  a  tafte,  but  now  above 
"  We  forage  in  the  fields  of  love. 

8  «  Faith  once  beheld  a  diftant  joy, 

«  Now  love  drinks  deep  without  alloy  ; 

*'  Beyond  the  fears  of  more  milhap, 

"  We  gladly  reft  in  glory's  lap. 

n  "  Earth  was  to  us  a  feat  of  war, 

"  In  thrones  of  triumph  now  we  are  ; 

»«  We  loP'^'d  to  fee  our  Jelus  dear, 

«  rndtught  him  there,  but  find  b*m  here- 

10  "  We  walk  in  white  without  annoy, 

"  In  glorious  galleries  of  joy  : 

«  Andcrown'd  through  everlafting  day., 

«'  We  rival  cherubs  in  their  praiie. 

11  «  No  longer  we  complain  of  wants, 
"  We  fee  the  glorious  King  of  faints, 

«  Amift  his  joyful  hofls  around, 

«  With  all  his  heav'nly  glory  crown  d- 

12  "  We  fee  him  at  his  table  head, 
«'  With  living  water,  living  bread 

«  His  cheerful  guefts  inceffant  load, 

«'  With  all  the  plenitude  of  God. 

j^  u  -vve  fee  the  holy  flaming  fires, 

•«  Cherubic  and  feraphic  quires; 

«'  And  gladly  join  with  thofe  on  high, 

"  To  warble  praifc  eternally. 

14  "  Glory  t«  God  that  here  we  came, 

•<  And  glory  to  the  glorious  Lamb  ; 

«  Our  light,  our  life,  our  joy,  our  all, 

»»  We  now  embraci  fecure  from  taU- 


3o6— ]     HYMN    CCCLXXVII, 

15  •'  Our  Lord  is  ours,  and  we  are  his- 
"  Yea,  now  we  fee  him  as  he  is  : 

*'  And  hence  we  hke  unto  him  are, 
«  And  full  his  glorious  image  fhare. 

16  «  No  darkrefsnow,  no  difmal  night. 
No  vapor  intercepts  the  light  ; 

"  We  fee  for  ever  face  to  face, 

«'  The  higheft  Prince  in  higheft  place. 

1 7  "  This,  this  does  heav'n  enough  aiTord 
^^  We  are  for  ever  with  the  Lord :  ' 
^"  We  want  no  more,  for  all  is  giv'n  ; 

"  His  prefence  is  the  blifs  of  heav'n-'' 

1 8  While  thus  I  laid  my  lift'nino-  car 
Clofe  to  the  door  of  heav'n  to  he^r  ; 
And  then  the  facred  page  did  view' 
Which  told  me  all  I  heard  was  true' ; 

19  Yet  fhew'd  me  that  the  heav  niy  fon* 
Surpaffes  evVy  mortal  tongue,  * 
With  fuch  unutterable  flrains 

As  none  in  fett'ring  ficfh  atiains  ; 
ao  Then  faid  I,  «  Oh,  to  mount  away, 
"  And  leave  this  clog  of  heavy  clay  ! 
*'  Let  wings  of  time  more  hafty  fly, 
"  That  I  may  join  the  forgson  high." 

HYMN     CCCLXXVII.    "  C.     M. 

Def.ringtojoin  in  the  Song  of  Angeh. 
1  EAR  fH  hasengrofs'd  my  love  too  Ion  '. 

'Tis  time  I  Vih  mine  eyes 
Upward,  dear  Father,  to  thy  throne, 

And  to  my  native  fkies. 
a  There  the  bleil  man.  my  Saviour,  ilts  \ 

Tnc  God  how  bright  he  fnines  ! 
And  fcatters  infinite  delights, 

On  all  the  happy  m.mds?. 


HYMN     CCCLXXVni.    [-307 

3  Seraphs  with  elevated  ftrains, 
Circle  the  throne  around  ? 

And  ittove,  and  charm  the  ftarry  plains 
With  an  immortal  found. 

4  Jefus,  the  Lord ,  their  harps  employs; 
lefus,  my  love,  they  fing  •• 

Telus  the  life  of  bath  our  joys, 
Sounds  fweet  from  every  ftnng. 

5  Now  let  me  mount  and  join  their  feng, 
And  be  an  angel  too : 

My  heart,  my  hand,  my  ear,  my  tongue, 
Here's  joyful  work  for  you. 

6  I  would  begin  the  mufic  here, 
And  io  my  foul  ftiould  rife : 

Oh,  for  fome  heavenly  notes  to  bear 

My  palTions  to  the  fkies  1 
y  There,  ye  that  love  my  Saviour,  fit ; 

There  I  vrould  have  a  place, 
Among  your  thrones,  or  at  your  feet, 

So  I  might  fee  his  face. 

HYMN     CCCLXXVill.        ScVCnS.^ 

Thankffhing  hymn.     (Tune  Afcenhon. ) 

I   SWELL  the  anthem,  raiie  the  fong  : 

Praifes  to  our  God  belong  ; 

Saints  and  angeh  join  to  fing. 

Praife  to  heav'as  Almighty  King. 

a  Blefiings  from  his  lib'ral  hand, 

Pour  around  this  happy  land  ; 

Let  our  hearts  beneath  his  fway. 

Hail  the  bright  trian-.phant  da/- 

3  Lo  !  the  trembling  nations  fland. 
Smote  by  thy  avenging  hand  ; 
O'er  their  wide-extended  plains, 
Awful  defolation  reigns. 


3c8— ]    HYMN    CCCLXXVIIL 

4  Yet,  to  thee  our  joys  afcend, 
Thou  haft  been  our  heav'nly  friend, 
Guarded  by  thy  mighty  pow'r, 
Peace  and  freedom  blefs  our  Ihore. 

5  Here  beneath  a  virtuous  fway, 
SubjiAs  cheerfully  obey, 
Here  we  feel  no  tyrant's  rod. 
Here  we  own  and  worfnip  God. 

6  Hark !   the  voice  of  nature  fings,- 
Praifes  to  the  King  of  kings  ; 

Let  us  join  the  choral  fong, 
And  the  heav'nly  notes  prolong. 


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APPENDIX: 

Containing  a  number  of  Hymns  not  in  tlie  firft  Edition  ; 
principallv  particular  metres,  inferted  to  accommo- 
date fund'r^'  tunes  in  various  colkdionsofMufic,now 
in  ufe. 


HYMN    CCCLXXIX.       L.    M. 

There  the  ivickcd  ceafefrom  troubling y  '<^c. 

Job  iii.  17- 

J   -pv  E  ATH  and  the  grave  are  doleful  themes 

jL)   For  fuiful,  mortal  worms  to  fing, 
Unlcfs  a  Saviour's  fwceter  beams 
Difpel  the  gloom,  and  touch  the  ftring, 
a  Death,  awful  found  !  the  fruit  of  fin.— 
Curfe  and  diflionor  of  our  race  ; 
If  Jefusfail  to  fmile  within, 
No  one  can  look  him  in  the  face- 

3  Yet,  deareft  Lord,  when  view'd  in  thee. 
Hell  and  the  grave  lofe  all  .their  dread  ; 
There  all  his  frightful  horrors  flee, 

And  joy  furrounds  a  dying  bed- 

4  Jefus.  the  mighty  Saviour,  lives, 
And  he  has  conquer'd  death  and  hell  ; 
This  truth  fubrlantial  comfort  gives.  ^ 
And  dying  faints  can  iing,  "  'tis  wtlL" 

5  This  makes  the  grave  a  favor'd  fpot, 
To  faints  it^s  deepeft  g'oom  is  blefs'd  ; 
For  there  the  wicked  trouble  not. 
And  there  the  weary  are  at  refl. 

6  At  reft  in  Jefu's  faithful  arms  ; 
At  reft,  as  in  a  peaceful  bed  ; 
Secure  from  all  the  dreadful  liorms 
Which  round  this  finful  world  are  fpread. 

7  Thrice  happy  fouls  who're  gone  before, 
To  that  ichcritance  divine  ; 


3IO— ]      HYMN    CCCLXXX, 

They  labor,  forrow,  figh  no  more, 
But  bright  in  endlefs  glory  fhine. 

8  Then  let  our  mournful  te  ars  be  dr)-, 
Or  in  a  gentle  meafure  flow  ; 
We  Ijail  them  happy  in  the  Iky, 
And  joyful  wait  our  call  to  go. 


HYMN    CCCLXXX.        C.     M. 

Wor  if  tve  believe  that  fefus  died,  and  rofe  again^ 
even  fo  them  alfo  •wbojleep  in  jfejus  ivill  God 
bring  ivitb  him.   I  Thefl".  iv-  1 4. 

I  NO,  let  us  never  mourn  for  thofe, 

Who  lleep  in  Jefu's  arms  ; 
There  they  are  freed  from  fin  and  woes, 

And  all  life's  fears  and  ftorms, 

%  They'vereach'dtheirbrightand  blefs'd abode. 

And  fmg  forever  there  ; 
And,  in  the  prefence  of  their  God, 

Triumphant  they  appear. 

3  What  tho'  their  bodies,  now  entomb'd, 
Are  mould-ring  into  duft. 

A  dying  Jefus  has  perfum'd 
The  graves  of  all  the  juft. 

4  Ere  long  the  tomb  (hall  yield  its  prey, 
When  each  believer  there 

With  Jefus,  on  that  joyful  day, 
All  glorious  ffeail  appear. 

5  Then  with  his  faints,  Oh,  may  we  fland 
Before  his  face,  with  joy  ; 

And,  wlien  in  heaven,  at  his  right  hand. 
His  praife  be  our  employ. 


HYMN     CCCLXXXI.     [—311 

HYMN  CCCLXXXI.    Sixes,  Eights  and  Fours. 

The  Covenant  God. 

I  THE  God  of  Abra'm  praife, 
Who  reigns  enthron'd  above  | 
Ancient  of  everlafling  days, 
And  God  of  love  ! 
Jehovah,  great  1  AM  ! 
By  earth  and  heaven  confeft, 
I  bov/  and  blefs  the  facred  name, 
For  ever  blefs'd. 

4  The  God  of  Abra'm  praife. 

At  whofe  fupreme  command, 
From  earth  I  rife,  andfeekthe  joys 
At  his  right  hand. 
I'd  all  on  earth  forfake, 
Its  wifdom,  fame  and  powV  ; 
And  him  my  only  portion  make, 
My  fhield  and  tow'r. 

3  The  God  of  Abra'm  praife, 
Whofe  ail-fufficient  grace 

Shall  guide  me  all  my  happy  days, 
In  all  his  ways  : 
He  calls  a  worm  his  friend  I 
He  calls  himfelf  my  God ! 
And  he  (hall  fave  me  to  the  end, 
Thro' Jefu's  blood. 

4  He  by  himfelf  hath  fworn, 
I  on  his  oath  depend, 

1  fliall,  on  Eagle's  wings  up-borne, 
To  heav'n  afcend  : 
I  Ihali  behold  his  face, 
I  (hall  his  pow'r  adore  ; 
And  fing  the  wonders  of  his  grace 
For  evermore  i 


3i2~]    HYMN    CCCLXXXII. 

HYMN    CCCLXXXII.       C.    M. 

The  Incarnation.   John  i.  14. 
I   AWAKE,  awake  the  facred  feng 

To  our  incarnate  Lord  ; 
Let  every  heart  and  every  tongue 

Adore  th'  eternal  word. 

a  That  awful  word,  that  fovereign  pow'r, 
By  whom  the  worlds  were  made  ; 

(Oh,  happy  morn !  illuftrious  hour !) 
Was  once  in  flefh  array'd  ! 

3  Then  Ihone  almighty  pow'r  and  love, 
In  all  their  glorious  forms  ; 

When  Jefus  left  his  throne  above 
To  dwell  with  iinful  worms. 

4  To  dwell  with  mifery  below, 
The  Saviour  left  the  fkies  ; 

And  funk  to  wretchednefs  and  woe, 
That  v/orthlefs  man  might  rife- 

5  Adoring  angels  tun'd  their  fongs 
To  hail  the  joyful  day  ; 

With  rapture  then,  let  mortal  tongues 
Their  grateful  W'Orfhip  pay. 

6  What  glory,  Lord,  to  thee  is  due  ! 
With  wonder  we  adore  ; 

But  could  vve  fing  as  angels  do, 
Our  highefl  praife  were  poor. 


HYMN     CCCLXXXIII.        ScveRS. 

The  Refurre8ion.   I  Cor.  xv.  ^6, 

I   CHRIST,  the  Lord,  is  ris'n  to-day, 
Sonsof  men,  and  angels  fay, 
Raife  yov>r  joys  and  triumphs  high, 
Sin^j  ye  heavT.?,  and  earth  reply. 


HYMN    CCCLXXXIV.    [—31 

a  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
FoiigUc  X^j  ^^h.U  the  battle  won  ; 
Lo  !  the  lun  s  eclipfe  is  o'er, 
Lo !  he  fits  in  blood  no  more- 

3  Vain  the  ftone,  the  watch,  the  feal, 
Chrifl  hath  burft  the  gates  of  heil  : 
Deatli  in  vain  forbids  his  rife, 

Chrift  hath  opea'd  Paradife- 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King, 

"  Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  fdng  ?'' 

Once  he  dy'd  our  fouls  to  fave  ; 

♦'  Where's  thy  vi&'ry.  boafting  grave  V 

5  Soar  we  now  where  Chrifl  has  led; 
Following  our  exalted  Mead  : 
Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rife, 
Ours  the  crofs,  the  grave,  the  Ikies, 

6  What  the'  once  we  periih'd  all, 
Partners  of  our  parents'  fall  ; 
Second  life  let  us  receive, 

In  our  heav'nly  Adam  live, 

7  Hail  the  Lord  of  earth  and  Keav'n  ! 
Praife  to  thee  by  both  be  giv'n  ! 
Thee  we  greet  triumphant  now, 
Hail  !   the  Rcfurreaioa—lho^x- 

HYMN    CCCLXXXIV.        Eights. 
Our  Godfore'verand  ever.      Pfalm  xiviii,    14. 
I'HIS  GiJ  is  the  God  we  adore, 

Our  faithful  unchaare-ible  friend  ; 
Whoic  love  is  as  large  as  his  pov/T, 

And  neither  knows  meafure  n<jr  t  nd 
l"is  Jt/as  the  firic  end  the  lail, 

Whofe  fpirit  fhall  guide  us  fafe  home  ; 
ft^eii  praife  him  for  ad  that  is  paft,. 

And  trait  him  for  all  thats  tu  corae. 

o 


314—1    HYMN     CCGLXXXV. 

HYMN   cccLxxxv.      Sixes  and  Fours* 
Worthy  the  Lamb, 
1   GLORY  to  God  on  high  ! 
Let  earth  and  fkies  reply  ; 

Praife  ye  his  name  ; 
His  love  and  grace  adore, 
V/ho  all  our  forrows  bore  j 
S'r.g  loud  forevermore, 
Worthy  the  Lamb. 

a   Jefus^  our  Lord  and  God, 
Bore  fin's  tremendous  load, 

Praife  ye  his  name  : 
Tell  what  his  arm  h:th  done, 
What  fpoils  from  death  he  won  ; 
Sing  his  great  name  alone  ; 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

3  While  they  around  the  throne 
Cheerfully  join  in  one, 

Praifing  his  name ; 

Thofe  who  have  felt  his  blood 

,   Sealing  their  peace  with  Gcrf, 

Sound  his  dear  fame  abroad, 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

4  Join,  all  ye  ranfom'd  race 
Our  holy  Lord  to  blefs  ; 

Praife  ye  his  name  : 
In  him  we  will  rejoice. 
And  make  a  joyful  noife, 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice, 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

5  What  tho'  we  change  our  placCj 
Yet  we  fnall  never  ceafe 

Praifmg  his  name  : 
To  him  our  fongs  we  bring, 
Kail  him  our  gracious  king, 
And  without  ceafmg  fing, 

Worthy  the  Larob, 


HYMN    CCCLXXXVI.     [—315 

6  Then  let  the  hofts  above, 
In  realms  of  endlefs  love, 

Praife  his  dear  name  •• 
To  him  afcribed  be 
Honor  and  majefly, 
Thro'  all  eternity  ; 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 


HYMN  CCCLXXXVI.     Scvcns,  Sixes  and  Eights, 

Backjliding   and  returning;    or  the   bachjllder^i 
prayer. 

1  JESUS,  let  thy  pitying  eye 

Call  back  a  wand'ring  Iheep  ; 
Falfe  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep- 
Let  me  be  by  grace  reftor'd, 
On  me  be  all  its  freenefs  fhewn ; 
Turn  and  look  upon  me,  Lord^ 
And  break  my  heart  of  ftone. 

%  Saviour,  prince,  enthron'd  above, 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me  thro"  thy  dying  love, 
The  humble,  contrite  heart ; 
Give,  what  I  have  long  implor'd, 
A  portion  of  thy  love  unknown ; 
Turn  and  look  uponrfns,  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  ftone, 

3  See  me,  Saviour,  from  above, 

Nor  fuffer  me  to  die  ; 
Life  and  happinefs,  and  love, 
Smile  in  thy  gracious  eye  : 
Speak  the  reconciling  word, 
And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down  ; 
Turn  and  look  upon  me,  Lsrd, 
And  break  my  heart  of  itone- 


3i6— ]    HYMN     CCCLKXXVH. 

4  Pray,  as  when  thy  pitying  eye 

Was  clos'd  that  we  might  live  ; 
Gafping,  at  the  point  to  die, 

"  Father,''  thou  faid'ft,"  forgive  !" 
Oh,  how  glorious  was  the  word, 
When  thou,  expiring,  faid'ft,  "  'tis  done  !'* 
Oh,  my  loving,  bleeding  Lord  ! 
This  breaks  my  heart  of  Hone. 


HYMN     CCCLXXXVll.        C.     M. 

The  Itifinite. 
I   COME,  feraph,  lend  your  heavnly  tongue, 

Or  harp  of  golden  firing, 
That  I  may  raifc  a  lofty  fong 

To  our  Eternal  King. 

%  Thy  names  how  infinite  thev  be  ! 

Great  Everlaiting  One  ! 
Boundlefs  thy  might  and  majefly, 

And  unconfin'd  thy  throne. 

3  Thy  glories  fhine  of  wond'rous  fize, 
And  wond'rous  lar^e  thy  grace. 

Immortal  day  breaks  from  thine  eyes, 
And  Gabriel  veils  his  face. 

4  Thine  efTence  is  a  vail  abyfs, 
Which  angels  cannot  found, 

An  ocean  of  infinities 

Where  ail  our  thought  are  drown'd, 

5  The  myft'ries  of  creation  lie, 
Beneath  enlighten 'd  minds, 

Thoughts  can  afcend  above  the  Iky, 
And  fly  before  the  winds. 

6  Pvcafon  may  grafp  the  maffy  hills, 
And  llretch  from  pole  to  pole; 

But  half  thy  name  oi:r  fpiiit  fills, 
And  overloads  our  foul- 


HYMN     CCCLXXXVIII.     [—317 

6  In  vain  our  haughty  rcafon  fwells, 

For  nothing's  found  in  Thee, 
But  boundlefs  inconceivables, 

And  vaft  eternity. 


HYMN     CCCLXXXVIII.        C     M. 
The  Nativity  of  Chrljl. 
1  '  SHEPHERDS,  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes, 

*  And  fend  your  fears  away  ; 

'  News  from  the  region  cf  the  Ikies, 

*  Salvation's  born  to-day. 

%  '  Jesus,  the  God,  "whom  angels  fear, 

*  Comes  dow.i  to  dwell  with  you  ; 
'  To-day,  he  niakcs  his  entrajice  here, 

*  But  not  as  mcnarchs  do. 

3  *  No  gold,  nor  purple  fwaddling  bands, 

*  Nor  royal  fhining  things  ; 

'  A  manger  for  his  cradle  fiands, 

*  And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 

4  '  Go,  {htpherds,  where  the  infant  lies, 
'  And  fee  his  humble  throne ; 

'  With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 
'  Go,  fhephcrds.  kifs  the  Son.' 

J  Thus  Gabriel  fang-,  r.nd  flraight  around 

The  heavenly  armies  throng, 
They  tunc  their  haips  to  lofty  found, 

And  thus  conclude  the  fong  : 

6  •  Glory  to  Gofe  that  reigns  above, 

*  Let  peace  farround  the  earth ; 

*  Mortals  fhall  know  their  Maker's  love, 
'  At  their  Redeemer's  birth.' 

7  Lord!  and  Ihall  angels  have  their  fongs, 
A::d  mtn  no  tr.res  to  raife  ? 

O  may  we  lofe  thcfe  ufelefs  tongues 
W  hen  they  forget  to  praife  ! 


3 1 8—]     H  Y  M  N     CCCLXXXIX. 

8  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

That  pitied  us  forlorn, 
We  join  to  fing  cur  Maker's  love, 

For  there's  a.  Saviour  born. 


HYMN  CCCLXXXIX.     SIxcs  and  Tens. 
Another, 

I  THE  Saviour  to  adore, 

Join  every  tuneful  pow'r, 
In  loucieil,  fweetell  fongs  of  foiemn  found : 

Let  a  peculiar  jpy 

Attend  the  bleil  employ, 
And  glad  hofannahs  echo  all  around. 

a   Angels  and  feraphs,  fay, 

On  thiit  aufpicious  cay 
When  the  great  God  incarnate  wasmade known, 

What  new.  what  glorious  f:raij3s 

Spread  o'er  th'  ethereal  plains, 
And  rofe  harn-onicus  to  th'  eternal  throne? 

3  Say,  with  what  ardent  love, 
'i  he  ihinitj^Hj  holls  above 

Tun'd  all  their  golden  harps  to  nobleft  praife  ; 

When  ev"ry  Ibunding  lyre 

Through  the  celeftial  choir, 
Delighted,  ftrove  the  higheft  notes  to  raife. 

4  And  fliall  not  mortals  join 
This  mtlody  divine, 

And  take  their  God  and  Saviour  on  their  tongues, 

His  glories  to  difplay, 

And  hail  his  natal  day, 
fa-fwecteft  harmony  of  joyful  fongs  ? 

5  Yes,  let  our  fhouts  arife, 
And  reach  the  lofty  ikies, 

And  all  tht  race  of  Adam.,  h're  below, 


HYMN     CCCXC.        [—319 

Dwell  on  the  joyful  theme  ; 
A  God,  born  to  redeem 
Unnumber'd  millions  from  eternal  woe  ! 

6  To  him,  who  from  above, 
In  unexampled  love. 

Thus  ftoop'd  and  join'd  our  naturs  to  his  own, 

Eternal  thanks  be  paid, 

And  praifes  crown  his  head. 
Who  lives  and  fills  his  high  celeftjal  throne. 

7  Exalted  there  he  reigns, 
And  o'er  the  heavnly  plains, 

Sheds,  in  fweet  beams,  immortal  glories  round; 

With  him  may  we  appear. 

And  join  the  triumph  there, 
Where  cealelefs  fongs  of  holy  praife  abound  ! 


HYMN   CCCXC.     Sapphic  Ode. 

The  Day  of  yudgment. 

1  WHEN  the  fierce  north  wind  with  his  airy 

forces, 
Rears  up  the  Baltic  to  a  foaming  fury  ;    [comes 
And  the  red  iight'ning,  with  a  florm  of  hail 
Rufhisg  amain  dov/n. 

a  How  the  poccfailorsflandamaz'd  and  tremble  1 
While  the  hcarfe  th  under  like  a  bloody  trumpet, 
Roars  a  loud  onfet  to  the  gaping  waters 

Qj^ick  to  devour  them. 

3  Such  fhall  the  noife  be,  and  the  wild  diforder, 

(If  things  eternal  may  be  like  thefe  earthly) 

Such  the  dire  terror  when  tlie  great  archangel 

Shakes  the  creation  ; 
/ 

4  Tears  the  ftrong  pillars  of  the  vault  of  heav'n, 
Breaks  up  old  marble,  the  rcpofe  cf  princes  ; 
See  the  graves  open,  and  the  bones  arifing, 

Flames  all  aro'irid  'J3\ ' 


.-— ]       HYMN     CCCXCI. 

5  Kark,  the  fhrill  outcriesoftheguilty  wretches! 
JLively  bright  horrcr.  and  amazicg  anguifh  [lies 
Stare  thro' their  eye-lids,  while  the  living  worm 

Gnawing  witrun  them. 

6  Thotights.  like  c^d  vnltures,  prey  upon  their 

heart  firings  [the 

And  the  fniart  twinge?,  when  the  eye  beholds 

I.cfty  Judge  £rcwning,  and  a  flood  of  vengeance 

Roiling  before  him- 

7  Kopekfs  jmmcrtais !  how  they  fcream  and 

Ihivtr,  [ing 

While  devils  pufh  them  to  the  pit  wide  yawn- 

H.dcous  and  glccniy  to  receive  them  headlong 

Down  to  the  centre. 

8  Step  here,  my  f^IiCy  :  (aliaway  ye  horrid 
DclL-ful  ideaj,)  come  arife  to  Jtsts,  fhim 
Kow^  he  {I'-s  God-like '   and  the  faints  around 

Thron'c,  yet  adoring. 

9  O  may  1  fit  there  when  he  comes  triumphant, 
Dooming  the  nations  !  then  afcend  to  glory, 
WiJle  cur  Hofannas,  all  akng  the  paffage 

Sneut  the  Redeemer. 


.HVMK     CCCXCI.        L.     M. 

BetaaUing  my  oivn  ircon/hincy. 

1   I  LOVE  tiie  Lord ;  but,  &KJ  how  fir 
My  thoughts  from  the  dear  obje<5i  are  ? 
This  wanton  heart  how  wide  it  roves ! 
And  fancy  meet?  z  thoufand  loves. 

:i  If  ny  fcuibum  to  fee  my  Goc, 
I  ticad  tl  e  courts  o!  his  akcde, 
Et.t  troops  of  rivals  throng  the  place 
Ard  tempt  me  rft'be^ric  hi?  face. 


HYMN     CCCXCII.      [—321 

3  Would  I  enjoy  my  Lord  alone, 
I  bid  my  paffions  all  begone. 

All  but  my  love :  and  charge  my  will 
To  bar  the  door  and  guard  it  ftill. 

4  But  cares,  or  trifles,  m.ake,  or  find, 
Still  new  avenues  to  the  mind, 

Till  1  with  grief  and  wonder  fee, 
Huge  crowds  betwixt  the  Lord  and  me. 

5  Thisfoolifh  heart  can  leave  her  God, 
And  ftiadows  tempt  her  thoughts  abroad  : 
How  fhall  1  fix  this  wand'ring  mind  ? 

Or  throw  my  fetters  on  the  wind  ? 

6  Look  gently  down,  Almigkty  Grace, 
Prifon  me  round  in  thine  embrace  ; 
Pity  the  foul  that  would  be  thine, 

And  let  thy  powr  my  love  confine. 

7  Say,  when  {hall  the  bright  moment  be 
That  I  (hall  live  alone  for  1  hee. 

My  heart  no  foreign  lords  adore, 

And  the  wild  mufe  prove  falfe  no  more  ? 


HYMN    CCCXCII.       L.   M. 
Forfaken,  yet  hoping, 

I   HAPPY  the  hours,  the  golden  days, 
When  I  could  call  my  Jesus  mine, 
And  fit  and  view  his  fmiliing  face. 
And  melt  i:i  pleafurcs  all  divine. 

1  Near  to  my  heart,  within  my  arms 
He  layj-  till  fin  defil'd  my  breaib, 
Till  broken  vows,  and  earthly  charms, 
T  Ir'd  and  provok'd  my  heavenly  gueft, 

3   And  now  he's  gone,  (O  mighty  woe  ' ) 
Gone  from  my  foul,  and  hide?  his  love  I 
O    2 


312—1    HYMN      CCCXCIII. 

Depart  ye  fins,  that  griev'd  him  fo  ; 
Ye  fins  that  forc'd  him  to  remove- 

4  Break,  break,  my  heart ;  compla'n.  my  tongue ! 
Hither,  my  friends,  your  forrows  bring : 
Angels,  afifift  my  doleful  fong, 

If  you  have  e'er  a  mourning  firing. 

5  But,  ah  !  your  joys  are  ever  high, 
Ever  his  lovely  face  you  fee  : 
While  my  poor  fpirits  pant  and  die, 

And  groan,  for  Thee,  my  God,  for  Thee.. 

6  Yet  let  my  hope  look  thro'  my  tears, 
And  fpy  afar  his  rolling  throne  ; 

His  chariot  thro'  the  cleaving  fpheres. 
Shall  bring  the  bright  Beloved  down- 

7  Swift  as  a  roe  flies  o'er  the  liills, 
My  foul  fprings  out  to  m.eet  him  high, 
Then  the  fair  Conqu'ror  turns  his  wheels, 
And  climbs  the  manfions  of  the  &y. 

8  There  fmiling  joy  for  ever  reigns. 
No  more  the  turtle  le?.ves  the  dove  ; 
Farewel  to  jealoufies,  and  pains, 
And  all  the  ills  of  abfent  love. 


HYMN     CCCXCIII.        L.    M. 

Chrlfl  on  the  Tree, 

I  MOURN,  mourn,  ye  Saints,  who  once  did  fee 
Our  Saviour  dear  nail'd  to  the  tree  : 
A  bitter  death  he  did  endure, 
To  fave  the  fouls  of  men  fecure, 

Jt  Oh,  how  his  purple  flreams  did  flow  ! 
His  blood  on  man  he  did  beflow  ; 
With  hands  and  feet  nail'd  to  the  wood, 
And  pierced  fide  ran  down  with  blood. 


HYMN     CCCXCIV      [—313 

3  What  wifdom  can  conceive  or  know, 
What  tongue  or  pen  can  truly  fhow 
The  vaft  dimenfions  of  his  love, 

Or  (how his  pow'r  in  heavn  above  ? 

4  To  God  be  praife  and  worfhip  done, 
For  giving  us  his  only  Son  ; 

Lets  tune  our  fouls,  and  him  adore 
In  hallelujahs  evermore. 


HYMN     CCCXCIV.        C.     M. 

ChriJTs  deathi  viSory,  and  dommion. 

I   I  SING  my  Saviour's  wondrous  death  ; 

He  conquerd  when  he  fell, 
^Tisfnifc'd,  faid  his  dying  breath, 

And  fhook  the  gates  of  hell. 

a  'Tisjinifi-J  our  Emmanuel  cries, 

The  dreadful  vi'ork  is  done ; 
Hence  Ihall  his  fov  reign  throne  arife. 

His  kingdom  is  begun. 

3  His  crofs  a  furc  foundation  laid 
For  glory  an<i  renown, 

When  thro'  the  regions  of  the  dead 
He  pafs'd  to  reach  the  crown. 

4  Exalted  at  his  Father's  fide 
Sits  our  victorious  Lord  : 

To  heav'n  and  hell  his  hands  divide 
The  vengeance  of  reward. 

5  Th«  faints  from  his  propitious  eye, 
Await  their  fev'rai  crowns, 

And  all  the  fons  of  darknefs  S.f 
The  terror  of  his  frowns, 


314—]      HYMN     CCCXCV. 
HYMN  CCCXCV.     Scvcns. 

Faretuel  to  the  World. 

1  WORLD  adieu !  thou  real  cheat, 
Oft  have  thy  deceitful  charms 
Fill'd  my  heart  with  fond  conceit, 
Foolifh  hopes,  and  falfe  alarms  ; 
Now  I  fee,  as  clear  as  day, 
How  thy  follies  pafs  away. 

a  Vain  thy  entertaining  fights, 
Falfe  thy  promifes  renew'd, 
All  the  pomp  of  thy  delights 
Does  but  flatter  and  delude  : 
Thee  I  quit,  for  heav'n  above, 
Objedl  of  the  nobleft  love- 

5  Farewel  hon  our's  empty  pride. 
Thy  own  nice,  uncertain  gufl. 
If  the  lead  mif chance  betide. 
Lays  thee  lower  than  the  daft 
Worldly  honors  end  in  gall. 
Rife  to-day — to-morrow  fall, 

4  Foolifh  vanity — farewel— 
More  inconftant  than  the  waves, 
Where  thy  foothing  fancies  dwell, 
Purefl  tempers  they  deprave  = 
He,  to  whom  I  fly  from  thee, 
Jefus  Chrift  ihall  fet  me  free. 

5  Let  not,  Lord  !   my  wand'ring  mind 
Follow  after  fleeting  toys. 

Since,  in  the  alon  e,  1  find 
Solid  and  fubflant  ial  joys  : 
Joys  which  never  overpafl:, 
Throgh  eternity  fiiall  iaft. 


HYMN     CCCXCVI.      [—315 

6  Lord  !  how  happy  is  a  heart 
After  thee  while  it  afpires ! 
True  and  faithful  as  thou  art, 
Thou  fhalt  anfvver  its  dcfires  ; 
It  fliall  fee  the  glorious  fcene 
Of  thine  everlafting  reign. 

HYMN    CCCXCVI.     (Tuiie,  Neiv-York- ) 

The  dying  Chrifttan  to  his  SouL 

1  VITAL  fpark  of  heavenly  flame  ; 
Quit.  Oh,  quit  this  mortal  frame  ; 
Trembhng,  hoping,  ling'ring,  flying, 
Oh,  the  pain,  the  blifs  of  dying  ! 
Ceafe,  fond  nature,  ceafe  thy  flrife, 
And  let  me  languifh  into  life, 

1,  Hark  !  they  whifper,  angels  fay, 
Sifter  fpirlt,  come  away. 
What  is  this  abforbs  me  quite  ? 
Steals  my  fenfes.  fhuts  my  fight, 
Drowns  my  fpirits,  draws  my  breath  ?■ 
Tell  me,  my  foul,  can  this  be  death  ? 

3  The  world  recedes  ;  it  difappears  ! 
Heavn  opens  on  my  eyes  :  my  ears 
With  founds  feraphic  ring^ 
Lend,  lend  your  wings !   I  mount !  I  fly  ^ 
.  O  grave  !  where  is  thy  vivftory  ? 
O  death  !  where  is  thy  fting  ? 


KYMN     CCCXCVII.        C-     M. 

yl  Funeral  Piecs. 

I  THE  righteous  fou's  that  ts^vi  theii-  H  gh'. 

Far  from  this  world  cf  p?.ii;, 
In  God's  paternal  bofom  \:h% 

Y<.'r  ever  fh^Il  rcaiaia. 


3a6— ]      HYMN     CCCXCVlii. 

a  To  minds  unv/ife  they  feem  to  die, 

All  joyful  hope  to  ceafe ; 
W'hiift  they,  fecur'd  by  faith,  repofe 

In  everlailing  peace. 

3  For  at  the  great,  the  awful  day, 
When  ChriR  dcfcends  from  high  ; 

With  myriads  of  angelic  faints, 
They  il  meet  him  in  the  Iky. 

4  1  heir  God,  their  Judge,  their  mighty  Lord. 
Sh?.li  pour  redeeming  grace  ; 

Ai.d  cailthen:!  ever  to  behold, 
I'hw  briorhtrefs  of  his  hct. 


HYMN     CCCXCVIII.        C.     M. 
ChrijUhe  fo!sntain   cf  Life.   Rev-  sxi.  t. 
1   OH,  what  amazing  words  of  grace 

Are  in  the  gofpel  four.d  ! 
Suited  to  every  finner's  cafe, 
Who  knows  the  joyful  found. 

s  Here  Jefus  calls;  and  he's  a  true, 

A  kir.d,  a  faithful  friend; 
Kc's  Alpha  and  Omega  too, 

Beginning  and  the  end. 

3  Come  the*- ,  ^vith  all  your  wai  ts  and  wotuv'r. 
Your  every  burden  bring; 

Here  love,  eternal  love  aboundf, 
A  deep  celeftiai  fpring- 

4  Wheever  tihrfts,  O  gracious  \\ord! 
Shall  of  this  flreain  partake  ; 

Com.e,  thirfty  fouls,  and  blefs  the  Lord, 
And  drink  for  Jefu's  fake- 

5  This  fpring  with  living  waters  flows, 
And  living  joy  impart^ ; 

Come,  thirfty  fouls,  your  wants  difclofc, 
Apd  <kiak  with  thanjifttl  hearts- 


HYMN     CCCXCIX.       [—317 

6   To  Cnuers  poor,  like  me  and  you, 

He  faith  hell  freely  give  ; 
Come,  thirfty  fouls,  and  prove  It  true, 

Drink,  and  forevor  live. 


HYMN   CCCXCIX.     Eights  and  Sevens. 

The  rlnfe  of  the  year. 
1   Hr.  A V'Nl-Y  Father,  here  we  blcfs  thee, 

All  thy  poolnefs  we  adore  ; 
And,  with  hunihle  fongs  addrcfs  thee, 

God  of  mercy,  love,  and  pow'r ! 
Thou  haft  h^^:n  our  great  falvarion, 

Through  the  world's  deceitful  maze  ; 
Through  aiHii^ion  and  tempution, 

Thou  hail  k*.pt  us  all  our  days. 

a  Having  help  from  thee  obtained. 

Hire  btforc  thee,  Lord,  we  ftand  ; 
Foes  and  fears  thou  kaft  reftrained, 

By  thy  gracious,  mighty  hand  ; 
Ev'ry  want  hafh  thou  fupplied, 

Life,  and  Health,  and  needful  food; 
Nothing  has  thy  love  denied 

Which  thou  knew'fh  would  do  us  good. 

3  But  renewing  I-ove  and  fuvor 

In  us  wrought  by  fovereign  grace, 
Through  a  dear  and  precious  Saviour, 

Call  for  fongs  of  loudeft  praue  ; 
Here  our  fins  are  all  forgiven ; 

Here  our  mighty  debt  is  paid  ; 
Here  we've  peace,  and  peace  with  Heaven, 

Made  in  him  our  living  Head- 

4  He,  dear  Shepherd,  kindly  fought  us, 
Strong  to  fave  us,  he  drew  near  ; 

Hitherto  his  lo^'e  has  b'oui^ht  us, 
And  we  ciofe  another  year. 


3i8— ]        HYMN     CCeC. 

Pardon,  Lord,  our  ev'ry  failing ; 

Oh/orgive  our  follies  paft; 
Let  thy  grace  be  ftill  prevailing. 

Safe  to  bring  us  home  at  laft. 

S  If  another  year  thou  fpare  us, 

Grace,  and  flrength,  and  mercy  give 
For  thy  holy  will  prepare  us, 

Whether  we  ihail  die  or  live. 
Now  to  God,  the  great  Jehovah, 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
Be  the  higheft  praife  for  ever, 

Here,  and  by  the  heav'nly  hod. 


HYMN   cccc.     Eights  and  Sixes. 

Longing  fov  a  place  at  the  right  havd  of  the  Judge 

1   WHEN  thou,  myrighteous  judge,  Ihalt  comc 
To  fetch  thy  ranfom'd  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  ftand  ? 
Shall  fuch  a  v\  orthlefs  worm  as  I, 
Who  fometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

JBe  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

■2,  1  love  to  meet  among  them  now, 
Before  thy  gracious  feet  to  bow, 

Tho"  viltil  of  them  all ; 
But  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought  ? 
What  if  my  nam.e  ihould  be  left  cut, 

When  thcu  for  them  fhalt  call ! 

3  Prevent,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace  ;        > 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hiding  place, 

In  this  th'  accepted  day  ; 
Thy  pard  ning  voice,  Oh,  .et  me  hear, 
To  ftill  niy  t.nbelievii,g  lear ; 

Nor  let  me  fall  I  pray. 


HYMN     CCCCI,        [—329 

4  Let  me  among  thy  faints  be  found, 
When  e'er  th'  archangel's  trump  Ihall  found, 

To  fee  thy  fmiling  face ; 
Then  loudeft  of  the  crowd  I'll  fing, 
While  hcav'n's  refounding  manfions  ring 

With  Ihouts  of  fov'reign  grace, 


HYWN     CCCCI.        C.    M. 

Tbe  end  of  the  JVorld. 

1  WHY  ihould  this  earth  delight  us  fo? 

Why  fliould  vs  e  fix  our  eyes 
On  thefe  low  grounds  where  forrows  grow, 

And  ev'ry  pleafure  dies  ? 

4  While  time  his  Iharpeft  teeth  prepares 

Our  comforts  to  devour, 
There  is  a  land  above  the  flars, 

And  joys  above  his  pow'r. 

3  Nature  fhall  be  diffolv'd  and  die, 
The  fun  muft  end  his  race  ; 

The  earth  and  Tea  for  ever  fly 
Before  my  Saviour's  face. 

4  When  will  that  glorious  morning  rife, 
When  the  laft  trumpet  found  ? 

And  c.'ill  the  nations  to  the  fkics. 
From  underneath  the  ground  ? 


HYMN     CCCCII.        L.     M. 

A  happy  refiirredlion. 

I  NO,  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more, 
But  with  a  cheerful  gafp  refign, 
To  the  cold  dungeon  of  the  grave, 
Thefe  dying,  withring  limbs  of  mine- 


/ak. 


330—]      HYMN     CCCCni. 

1  Let  worms  devour  my  wafting  flefti, 
And  crumble  all  my  bones  to  duft, 
My  God  (hall  raife  my  frame  anew, 
At  the  revival  of  the  juft. 

3   Break,  facred  morning,  thro'  the  Ikies, 
Bring  that  delightful;  dreadful  day, 
Cut  fhort  the  hours,  dear  Lord,  and  come. 
Thy  ling'ring  wheels  how  long  they  ftay  ! 

[4  Our  weary  fpirits  faint  to  fee 
The  light  of  thy  returning  face. 
And  hear  the  language  of  ihofe  lips 
Where  God  hasflied  hisricheft  grace  ] 

[5  Hafte  then  upon  t'ne  wings  of  love, 
Roufe  all  the  pious  fleeping  clay, 
That  we  may  join  in  hea'vnly  joys. 
And  fu'g  the  triumph  ef  the  day  ] 


I 


HYMN     CCCCIII.        C.     M. 

The  lajl  Judgment. 
I   HE  comes !  hecoaies  !  to  judge  the  world, 

Aloud  th'  archangel  cries  ; 
While  thunders  roll  from  pole  to  poll, 

And  lightnings  cleave  the  Ikies. 

a  Th'  aiFrighted  nations  hear  the  found. 

And  up'-vard  lift  their  eycb ; 
The  flumb'f  ing  tenants  of  the  ground 

In  living  armies  rxfe- 

3  Amid  the  fiiouts  of  nunVrcus  friends, 
Of  hoils  divin;?ly  brighc, 

The  judge  in  fuicma  ponip  dcf:ends, 
Array'dln  robes  of  li^ht. 

4  His  head  and  hairs  are  ^^hite  a   fnoAr, 
K!s  eyes  a  fiery  flame, 

A  ladiant  crown  adorns  his  Itow, 

And  J^f'<^  i^  -i^  I-*'--' 


HOSANNAS.  [—331 

5  Writ  on  his  thigh  his  name  appears, 
And  fears  his  viA'ries  tell ; 

Lo  !  in  his  hand  the  conqa'ror  bears 
The  keys  of  deatk  and  hell. 

6  Now  he  afcends  the  judgmtnt-feat, 
And  at  his  dread  command, 

Myriadi  of  creatures  round  his  feet 
In  fclemn  (ilence  ftand. 

7  Princes  and  peafants  here  expert 
Their  lafl,  their  righteous  doom  ; 

The  men  who  dar'd  his  grace  rejeifl. 
And  they  who  dar'd  prefume. 

8  "fDepart.ye  fens  of  death  and  fin," 
The  injur'd  JtTus  cries, 

While  the  long-kindling  wrath  within 
Flalhes  from  both  his  eyes. 

9  And  now  in  words  divinely  fweet, 
With  rapture  in  his  face, 

Aloud  his  facred  lips  repeat 
The  fentence  of  his  grace  : 

10  "  Well  done,  my  good  and  faithful  fons, 
•'  The  children  of  my  !ove ; 

"  Receive  the  fccptres,  crowns  and  thrones 
"  Prcpar'd  for  you  above." 


HOSANNAS  AND  DOXOLOGIES. 

HOSANNAS. 

Long  Metre, 

X  HOSANNAto  King  David's  Sr>a, 
Who  reigns  on  a  fuperior  throne  ; 
We  blefs  the  Prince  of  heav'niy  birth, 
Who  brings  falvation  down  to  t  arth- 

1  Let  cv"ry  nation,  cv'ry  age, 
La  this  delightful  work  engage  5 


331—1    BOXOLOGIES. 
Old  men  and  babes  in  Zion  fin? 
The  growing  glories  of  her  King. 

Common  Metre. 
I  HOSANNA  to  the  Prince  of ^race 

Zion,  behold  thy  King  ;  * 

Proclaim  the  Son  of  David's  race 

And  teach  the  babes  to  fing.     * 
a  Hafanna  to  th'  incarnate  word 

Who  from  the  Father  came  ;    ' 
Afcribe  falvation  to  the  Lord, ' 

With  blcffings  on  his  name'. 

Short  Metre, 
1  HOSANNA  to  the  Son 
Of  David  and  of  God, 
Who  brought  the  news  of  pardon  down. 
And  bought  it  with  his  blood, 
J  To  Chrifl  th'  anointed  Kjn? 
Be  endlefs  bleffmgs  giv'n  • 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  glory  fing, 
Who  made  our  peace  with  heav'n. 

Sevens. 
SING  hofanna  to  the  Lord, 
Hail  the  everlafling  word. 
Tell  his  life   his  dcach..  his  love, 
Bow  before  nim  now  above. 

DOXOLOGIES. 

Afong  ofpra\fe  to  the  ever  blejfcd  Trmiiy,  God  th« 

Father^  Son  and  Spirit, 

Long  Metre. 

T      If^}"!  *^'  ^"^^^'-  ^"^  ^'s  love, 
To  whofe  celeftial  fource  we  owe 
Rivers  of  endlefs  joys  ..b©ve, 
And  rills  of  cemfort  here  below. 


DOXOLOGIES.        [-^33^ 

i  Glory  to  thee,  great  Son  of  God, 
i  From  whofe  dear  wounded  body  rolls 
A  precious  ftream  of  vital  blood, 
Pardon  and  life  for  dying  fouls. 

3  We  give  thee   facred  S'  irit,  praife. 
Who  in  our  hearts  of  fin  and  woe. 
Makes  living  fprings  of  grace  arife, 
And  into  boundlefs  glory  flow. 

4  Thus  God  the  Father,  Goi  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  we  adore  ; 

That  fea  of  life  and  love  unknown, 
Without  a  bottom  or  a  fhore. 
L:ng  Metre. 
TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  three  in  one. 
Be  honor,  praife,  and  glory  giv'n, 
5y  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heav'n. 

Common  Metre. 
LET  God  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  be  ador  d. 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 

Or  faints  to  love  the  Lord. 

SBort  Metre. 
YE  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  faints  that  dwell  below, 
Worfliip  the  Father,  pniife  the  Son, 
And  blcfsthe  fpirit  too. 

Astbeliitb  Pfalm. 
NOW  to  the  great  and  facred  three. 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  be, 

Eternal  praife  and  glory  giv'n. 
Through  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  knowUj 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne. 

And  all  the  faints  in  earth  and  heav t*. 


334—1      DOXOLOGIES, 

Asthel\%tb  Pfalm. 
TO  God  the  Father's  throne, 
Perpetua  1  honors  raife, 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  praife  - 

With  all  our  pow'rs, 

Eternal  King, 

Thy  name  we  fing, 

While  faith  adores. 

Eighti  and  Sixes. 
TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghof^, 
Be  praife  amid  the  heav'nly  hoft, 

And  in  the  church  belov/  ; 
From  whom  all  creatures  drew  their  breath, 
By  whom  redemption  blefs'd  the  earthy 

From  whom  all  comforts  flow  ! 

Eights  and  Sevens. 
MAY  the  grace  of  Chrift  our  Saviour, 
And  the  Father's  boundlefs  love, 
With  the  holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Reft  upon  us  from  above ! 
Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 
With  each  other  and  the  Lord  ; 
And  poflefs,  in  fweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

Sevens. 
PRAISE  the  Father,  praife  the  Son, 
Praife  the  Spirit,  one  in  three, 
Join  the  fong  in  heav'n  begun, 
Glory  to  the  Trinity. 


A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES, 

Page. 

ABSENT  from  flefh  !  O  blifsful  thought,    14* 

Adam  our  father  and  our  head,  27 

AfflicSted  faints  to  Chrifl  draw  near,  81 

Ah  lovely  appearance  of  death,  293 

Alas,  alas,  how  blind  Tvebeen,  166 

Alas  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed,  2175 

Alas  by  nature  how  deprav'd,  3  a 

Alas  what  hourly  dangers  rife,  171 

All  hail  the  pow'r  of  Jefu's  name,  73 

Almighty  God  thy  piercing  eye,  19 

Almighty  maker  God,  196 

Almighty  maker  of  my  frame,  ^86 

Almighty  Sov'reign  of  the  fkies,  478 

Aloud  we  ling  the  wond'rous  grace,  IZJ 

Amazing  grace  how  fweet  the  found,  gz 

Am  I  a  foldier  of  the  crofs,  7© 

And  is  this  heav'n  and  am  I  there,  14a 

And  muft  I  part  with  all  1  have,  135 

And  will  the  great  eternal  God,  477 

And  will  the  Judge  defcend,  301 

And  will  th'  offended  God  again,  154 

Angels  roll  the  rock  away,  58 

Anxious  I  flrove  to  find  the  way,  433 

A  prefent  God  is  all  our  ftrength,  90 

Afcend  thy  throne  almighty  King,  1 98 

As  the  ferpent  rais'd  by  Mofes,  38 

Aftonifh'd  and  diflrefs'd,  aj 

As  when  the  weary  traveller  gains,  ai6 
At  length  the  wifli'd^for  fpring  is  come,      2$^ 

Attend  my  ear,  my  heart  rejoice,  30a 

Attend  my  foul  the  voice  divine,  14 

Attend  while  God's  exalted  Son,  5X 

Awake,  awake  the  facred  fong,  31a 

Awake  my  foul  to  joyful  lays,  lO 

Awake  my  foul  tune  every  firing,  a  30 


33(>—]  TABLE. 

Page. 

Awake  our  drowfy  fouls,  260 

Away  my  unbelieving  fear,  1 45 

BEHOLD  the  great  eternal  God,  1 6 

Behold  the  Saviour  on  the  tree,  431 

Behold  the  fons  the  heirs  of  God,  1 1  z 

BeCde  the  gofpel  pool,  16a 

Bleft  are  the  humble  fo^ls  that  fee,  ^4% 

Blcft  be  the  tie  that  binds,  124 

Bleft  Lord  behold  the  guilty  fcorn,  205 

Bleft  Lord  when  darknefs  veils  the  Ikie?,  ZS7 

Bleft  Martha  love  2nd  joy  cxprcfsd,  158 

Bleft  Saviour  by  thy  pow'rful  word,  130 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet  blow,  33 
Break  thro'  the  clouds  dear  Lord  and  fhine,i78 

Brethren  btlov'd  for  Jefu's  fake,  209 

By  various  maxims  forms  and  rules,  177 

CHEER  up  my  foul  there  is  a  mercy  feat,  221 

Children  of  the  heav'nly  king,  110 

Chrift  the  Lord  is  ris'n  tc-aay,  31a 

Come  gracious  fpirit  heav'nly  dove,  87 

Come  holy  Ghoft  my  foul  infpire,  1 75 

Come  humble  Cimcr  in  whofe  breaft,  167 

Come  let  rae  love  or  is  my  mind,  j  23 

Come  my  foul  thy  fuit  prepare,  9 1 

Ccme  feraph,  Itnd  your  heav'nly  tongue,  316 

Come  fmners  faith  the  mighty  God,  48 

Come  thou  ahr.ighty  Kmg,  248 

Come  ye  fmners  poor  aiid  wretched,  48 

Creator  God  eternal  Jight,  143 

DEAD  be  my  heart  to  all  below,  2C2 

Dear  friend  of  guilty  finner-,  hear,  J  28 

Dear  Lord  though  bitter  U  the  cup,  J 27 

Dtatli  and  the  grave  arc  doleful  themes,  309 

Death  v/ith  his  drtad  conimiflion  feal'd.  282 

Deep  are  the  wounds  wliich  fin  hatii  miide,  84 

Dsftrudcion'i  dangerous  road,  193 


TABLE.  [—337 

Page, 

Did  Chrift  o'er  fmners  weep,  196 

Did  ft  thou  dear  Jefusfuffer  Ihanie,  '^   96 

Difmifs  us  with  thy  blelTing  Lord,  237 

Dread  Sinai  roars  the  man  be  curft,  a8 

EARTH  has  engrofs'd  my  love  too  long,  306 
Ere  the  blue  heavens  were  ftretch'd  abroad;  30 

Eternal  God  almighty  caufe,  5 

Eternal  God  enthron'd  on  high,  215 

Eternal  power  whofe  high  abode,  15 

Eternal  fource  of  every  joy,  254 

Eternal  fpirit  fource  of  Ught,  88 

Eternal  wifdom  thee  we  praife,  20 

FAITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  blifs,  lOr 

Far  from  thy  fold  O  God  my  feet,  iij 

Father  divine  thy  piercing  eye,  173 

Father  how  wide  thy  glories  ihine,  j  r 

Father,  is  not  thy  promife  pledg'd,  203 

Father  of  all  thy  care  we  blefs,  174 

Father  of  faithful  Abraham,  hear,  S04 

Father  of  glory  to  thy  name,  6 

Father  of  mercies  in  thy  word,  44 

Father  fupreme  ;;U  nature's  God,  72-z 

Father  whate'cr  of  earthly  blifs,  171 

Fierce  paflions  difcompofe  the  mind,  1 : 6 

Forgivenefs  'tis  a  joyful  found,  65 

Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns,  26  r 

GIVEto  the  winds  thy  fears,  ^4 

Glory  to  God  on  feigh,  3 1 4 
God  from  his  throne  with  piercing  eye,      296 

God  in  the  gofpel  of  his  fon,  3  3 

God  moves  in  a  myfterlous  way,  23 

Go  worfhip  at  Emmanuel's  feet,  24^ 

Grace  'tis  a  chariuing  found,  47 

Gracious  fpirit  dove  divine,  jg 
P 


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PAgC. 

<           Ixrd  I  may  delight  in  thee.  las 

....  .1  rmtr  of  this  various  frame,  14 

:  ca:  Gcd  of  glory  fhow  thy  face,  2o6 

..  .-Lut  God  of  provj'dtrjce  thy  wiLys,  aj 

( i  ;• . .: L  G  cd  my  n. akt  r  an  d  m y  k  ir.g,  187 

G.'tciL  iburceofDeliig  heavenly  kii)g,  az4 

■   All.  mighty  'Jefushow  divine,  46 

1  Jaii  the  day  that  lees  him  rife,  i©7 

Hsppy  the  hours,  the  golden  days  3^1 

Hiuk  from,  the  fky  the  trump  prociaim.s,  199 

Hark  hear  the  found  on  earth  'tis  found,  165 

Hark  the  glad  found  the  Saviour  comes,  56 

Heal  us  Emmanuel  here  we  fland,  77 

Hear  gracious  fovereign  from  thy  throne,  87 

Heaven  has  confirmd  the  great  decree,  a86 

Heavenly  father  here  we  blefs  thee,  327 

lie  comes  he  comes  to  judge  the  world,  ^^30 

He  dies  the  friend  of  finnersdies,  269 

He  lives  the  great  redf cmer  lives,  6* 

He  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known,  64 

Ho  every  one  that  thirds  draw  nigh,  188 

i?oly  and  reverend  is  thy  name,  la 

Holy  Ghofl  difpel  our  fadnefs,  17 

Hofunnas  to  the  prince  of  light,  185 

How  am  I  held  a  prifoner  now,  141 

How  bleft  the  righteous  are,  80 
How  firm  a  foundation  ye  faints  of  the  Lord,  1 70 

How  great  how  terrible  that  God,  298 

How  great  our  glorious  fhepherd's  love,  263* 

irt'ow  happy  they  who  know  the  Lord,  aio 

How  loft  was  my  condition,  39 
Howmai:y&  great  are  the  foes  which  infeft,  169 

How  many  years  has  man  been  driven,  204 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine,  43 

How  fad  our  (late  by  nature  13,  183 

How  Ihatl  the  fons  of  men  appea  r,  198 

How  iwc«t  the  name  of  Jefus  founds,  63 


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I  ASK'D  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow,       17a 

Jehovah  reigns  his  throne  is  high,  1  Sz 

Jehovah  reigns  let  all  the  earth,  74 

Jefus  beheving  we  rejoice,  149 

Jefu  s  Jet  thy  pitying  eye,  31  j 

Jcfu  s  lover  of  my  foul,  ij7 

Jefus  my  all  to  lieaven  is  gose,  98 

Jefus  my  king  proclaims  the  war,  156 

Jefus  our  triumphant  head,  108 

Jefus  thy  bleflingsare  not  few,  96 

Jefus  we  Blefs  thy  father's  name,  37 

Jefus  we  fing  thy  matchlefs  grace,  150 

Jefus  who  knows  full  wellj  160 

If  God  had  bid  his  thunder  roll,  163 

I  hate  the  tempter  and  his  charms, '  218 

1  love  the  Lord  but  ah  how  far,  320 

Indulgent  father  by  whofe  care,  aj  8 

Infinite  excellence  is  thine,  8-j 

Infinite  grief  amazing  woe,  ^64 

In  his  own  appointed  hour,  2^4 

In  fin  by  blinded  palfions  led,  j8o 

In  vain  my  fancy  drives  to  paint,  288 

In  vain  the  giddy  world  enquires,  20i 

Join  all  the  names  of  love  and  power,  246 

I  fend  the  joys  of  earth  away,  239 

I  fing  my  Saviour's  wondrous  death,  22  i 

I  was  a  grov'ling  creature  once,  125 

I  would  but  cannot  fing,  114 

KEEP  filen-ce  all  created  things,  9 

LADEN  v/ith  guilt  and  full  of  fears,  45 

Let  all  our  tongues  be  one,  27  fi- 

Let  anxious  doubts  be  heard  no  more,  I04 

Let  carnal  minds  the  world  purfue,  234 

Let  party  names  no  more,  125 
Let  thofe  who  bear  the  Chriftian  name,      136 

Let  us  adore  the  grace  that  feeks,  j8i 


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Page. 

Let  us  love  and  firg  and  wonder,  217 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  allavrake,  276 

Lo  he  Cometh  countlefs  trumpets,  303 

Lo  I  behold  the  fcatt'ring  (hades,  295 

Long  have  I  walkd  this  dreaiT'  road,  138 

Look  down  O  Lord  wi:h  pitying  eye,  197 

liOrd  at  thy  feet  we  finners  lie,  1O0 

Lord  difniifs  us  with  thy  bltifin^,  238 
Lord  haft  thou  made  nie  know  thy  ways,      71 

Lord  1  ampain'd  but  I  refigh,  28^ 

Lord  I'm  defil'd  in  every  part,  loi 

Lord  ftiall  we  part  with  gold  for  drofs,  ioi 

Lord  thou  hall  been  thy  children's  God,  6 

Lord  thou  with  an  unerring  beam,  8^^ 

Lord  what  a  crowd  of  anxious  cares,  226 

Lord  whatisn-;£n  extremes  hoKv  wide,  189 

Lord  who  fliall  drive  my  trembling  foul,  146' 

Lb  the  young  tribes  of  Adam  rife,  21 1 

Love  divine  ail  loves  excelling,  76 

Lo  what  a  rapturous  joy  poflefs'd,  S5 

MAN  has  a  foul  of  vaft  deiires,  z^cf 

Mercy  O  thou  Son  of  David,  I53f 

Methinks  the  laft  great  day  is  come,  300 

'Micift  all  the  priefts  of  Jewifh  race,  97 

Xvloft  Holy  Lord  I  love  thy  truth,  235 

Muft  all  the  charms  of  nature  then,  213 

My  barns  are  full  my  florcs  increafe,  159 

My  dear  redeemer  fee,  4% 

My  former  hopes  are  dead,  a20 

My  heart  has  been  too  long  enfnar'd,  iSz 

My  foul  doth  magnify  the  Lord,  164 

My  foul  would  fain  indulge  a  hope,  aSa 

My  times  of  fcrrow  and  of  joy,  134 

NO  Til  repine  at  death  no  more,  329' 

No  let  us  never  mourn  for  thole,  3^0 


TABLE.  [—341 

Page. 

Ko  more  T  aik or  hope  to  find,  ai? 

Kot  all  the  nobles  ef  the  earth,  66 

Not  by  the  laws  of  innocence,  53 

Kot  to  Sinai's  dreadful  blaze,  236 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme,  37 

Now  gracious  Lord  thine  arm  reveal,  249 

Now  in  a  fong  of  grateful  praife,  85 

Now  is  the  time  th'  accepted  hour,  69 

Now  let  a  true  ambition  rife,  238 

Now  let  our  fouls  on  wings  fublime,  211 

Now  may  the  Lord  reveal  his  face,  46 

Now  Tee  the  rebel  raifc  his  eyes,  300 

Now  the  Ibades  of  night  are  gone,  256 

O  COULD  I  find  from  day  to  day,  148 

O  could  our  thoughts  and  wifhes  fly,  285 

Of  all  the  joys  which  creamres  know,  114 

O  for  a  elder  walk  with  God,  77 

O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day,  106 

O  for  a  heart  to  praife  and  pray,  259 

O  for  a  thoufand  tongues  to  iing,  ayi 

Of  finful  Adam's  numerous  race,  irj 

Oft  as  the  bell  v/ith  folemn  toll,  287 

O  God  whofe  favorable  eye,  19I 

O  happy  foul  that  lives  on  high,  195 

Oh  what  amazing  w^ords  of  grace,  326 

O  Lord  by  thy  iupporting  hand,  250 

O  Lord  how  vi'e  am  1,  2i  9 

OLcrd  rry  beft  defiresfull.  135 

O  Lord  our  languid  fouls  infpire,  208 

O  love  divine  what  haft  thou  done,  75 

Once  did  the  fons  of  AbiCaham  pafs,  264 

Once  O  Lord  thy  garden  flouriHi'd,  207 

Once  perilhing  in  blood  I  lay,  99 

One  awful  word  v/hich  Jefus  fpoke,  158 

One  thtrie  is  above  all  ethers,  187 

On  man  in  his  own  image  made^  26 

Of>prefs'd  witii  unb«li<^f  and  fin,  175 


34a—]  TABLE. 

P4gC 

O  righteous  God  thou  judge  fupreme,  a8r 

O  fijjht  of  anguifli  view  it  near,  34 
O  tell  me  no  more  of  this  v/orld's  vain  ftore,  7a 

O  that  I  knew  the  fecret  place,  67 

O  ihat  my  load  of  fin  were  gone,  93 

O  that  the  Lord  would  hear  my  cry,  131 
Othoumy  Gc'  ■•  ho  from  thy  throne  fupreme  131 

O  thou  to  wK.'ic  al!-Iearchirg  fight,  241 

Our  great  Redeemtr  ■■  gone,  274 

Our  life  how  ihort  a  groan  a  figh,  288 

Our  Lord  is  rifen  from  the  dead,  60 

Our  wiflies  would  our  ruin  prove,  g% 

O  wretched  fouls  who  flrivt  in  vain,  174 

PATIENCE  O  what  a  grace  divirc,  127 

Peace  'lis  the  Lord  Jehovahs  hand,  i  fri 

Plung'd  in  a  gu'ph  of  dark  defpair,  1S4 

Poor  fmners  iittle  do  they  thii^k,  ijZ 

Praife  to  the  Lord  wKo  bows  hib  car,  279 

Prepare  a  thankful  fong,  1 89 

Prepare  me  gracious  God,  191 

Proflrate  dear  Jefus  at  thy  feet,  55 

RAISE  thonghtlefs  finner  raife  thine  eye,  137 

Rejoice  the  Lord  i.s  kirg,  60 

Religion  is  the  chief  concern,  144 

Remember  Ui  we  pray  thee  L-ord,  236 

Reper.t  the  voi:e  celefliai  cries,  54 
P.eturn  my  roving' heart  return,                 ■  150 

Pvife  my  foul  and  ikttch  thy  wings,  ijj 

SALVATION  what  a  glorious  plan,  29 

Saviour  I  do  f;rel  tr.y  merit,  67 

Saviour  fliine  and  cheer  my  foul,  118 

See  Aaron  God's  anointed  pneft,  79 

See,  graciou?  G^d,  before  thy  throne,  2 80 
See  how  br..\vn  autumn  fprcads  the  field,  253 

Ste  how  lUde  winter's  icy  hand,  ai  l 


See  ho-7\r  the  little  toliiiig^  anf . 

See  how  the  worthiefs  branijle  t'cu::.;^,  i 

See  human  nature  funk  in  flian:s,  8  > 

See  the  raHi  yourh  d-rfird  with  Ci:i,  r  >7 

See  the  viftoriou?  J-fus  come,  :  '^  < 
Shepherd  of  Ifrael  thou  doil  keep, 
Shpherdi  rejoice  iiicup  youreyc^, 
Should  bouuteo'js  nature  kindly  poui 

Should  the  riling  whirlwinds  tear.  i^l;' 

Sight,  hearing, feeling,  tafte  and  fr^i^  :l.  ro  " 

Sing  to  the  Lord  a  new  melodious  ior\^\  -z  ^> " 

Sin  has  undone  cur  wretched  race,  25c 

Sinner  art  thou  Pfii!  fecir.-*,  2;- 

Siiiner  behold  I've  heard  why  ^roaii,  i  ;  ". 

Sinners  obey  the  gofpcl  vvord.  9  ; 

Sinners  the  voice  of  God  regard,  ';c 

Smote  by  the  law  I'm  jurtly  llaiu,  10; 

Sometimes  a  light  furprifes,  :.  54 

Sov'reign  of  life  I  own  th/i.r,:!:],  iS^ 

Stay  thou  infulted  fpirit,  (lay,  89 

Stretch'd  on  the  crofs  the  Saviour  dies,  58 

Sure  the  bleil  comforter  ii  nigh,  89 

Sure  'tis  in  vain  to  feek  for  biifs,  1 40 

Swee'-er  founds  than  mufic  kncW),  5 1 

Sweet  glories  ru?h  upon  my  fijht,  z  1 7 

Sweet  was  the  time  when  nril  I  felt,  117 

Swell  the  anthem  raife  the  fo.ig,  30? 

TH  \T  was  a  wonder  working  word,  i  So 

The  bilio-.vs  Uvcll,  the  winds  are  high,  zj  % 

The  book  of  natars  open  lies,  2- 

The  dawn  of  mornii-'g  veils  her  face,  30J. 

The  day  is  pifl  ar.d  gone,  i£  y 

Thea  wilU  love  my  Lord  my  tower,  147 
The  fountain  of  Chrift  Lord  help  us  to  fing.  4  c 

The  God  oi  Abra'm  praife,  -.  t  ( 

Ta^  Gai  who  $;:i:t  fy  iu-ael  fpoke,  za 


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The  grafs  and  flow'rs  v\  hich  cloath  the  field,  25  z 

The  Lord  my  pafture  Ihall  prepi-e,  324 

T  he  Lord  proclaims  his  grace  abroad,  99 

Ihe  Lord  receives  his  highcft  praife,  193 

The  Lord  will  happirefs  divine,  I19 

The  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace,  61 

The  moment  a  fmncr  believes,  loz 

The  new  born  child  cf  gofpcl  grace,  190 

Th£  righteous  fouls  that  take  their  flight,  325 

T  here  is  a  fountain  filTd  with  blood,  4X 

There  is  a  God  that  reigns  above,  20 

7here  was  an  hour  when  Chiift  rejoic'd,  240 

The  Savicur  to  adore,  3 1 8 

Thine  earthly  fabbaths  Lord  we  love,  262 

This  God  is  the  Gcd  we  adore,  313 

1  hough  in  the  eartli'y  church  below,  153 
1  hough  troubles  alTail  and  dangers  affright,  78 

Thou  great  fhyfician  of  the  foul,  116 

Through  all  the  changing  icenes  cf  life,  144 

Through  ail  the  varicHs  iliiftirg  fcencs,  23 

Thus  far  my  God  has  led  me  on,  186 

1  hus  faith  the  holy  one  and  true,  1 78 
T  hy  mercy  my  God  ig  the  thtme  of  my  fong.  1 1 

Thy  names  how  infinite  they  be,  7 

T  hy  prefcnce  gracious  God  afford,  237 

Thy  way?,  O  Loi  d,  wirh  wilt  deCgn,  21 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  find,  120 

'Tit^  from  the  treafurcs  cf  his  word,  245 

n  is  Jcfi^s  calls  my  fcul  away,  140 

'Tis  the  Lord  thus  far  has  brought  me,  129 

To  break  the  chains  cffin  and  death,  51 

To  God  the  only  wife,  179 

1  o  iove  divine  th'  eternal  fong.  147 
'Tv  as  on  that  night  w  hen  doc  m'd  to  know,  269 

"f  was  the  eternal  word  that  fpoke,  255 

T  IT  A  L  fpark  of  heavenly  flame,  315 


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UNCLEAN,  unclean  and  full  of  fin,  146 

Unvail  thy  bofom  faithful  tomb,  Z94 

WAIT,  O  my  foul,  thy  maker's  will,  10 

Wealth  is  a  bleffing  only  lent,  ill 

Weary  of  ftruggling  with  my  pain,  94 

What  jarring  natures  dwells  within,  a8 

What  myfteries  Lord  in  thee  combine  173 

What  fcenes  of  horror  and  of  dread,  api 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet,  161 

What  wifdom  majelly  and  grace,  25 

What  wretched  fools  are  they  who  hear,  296 

When  a  black  overfpreading  cloud,  500 

When  any  turn  from  Zion's  way,  16a 

When  converts  firft  begin  to  fing,  iia 

When  darknefs  long  has  veii'd  my  mind,  11 1 

When  death  appears  before  my  fight,  290 

Whene'er  the  angry  paffion?  rife,  83 

When  God  the  patriarch  Abra'm  call'd,  Q.t>z 

When  I  tan  read  my  title  clear,  aj  j 

When  Ifrael  ih rough  the  defert  pafs'd,  43 

When  I  furvey  the  wondrous  crofs,  265 

When  I  the  bled  Redeemer  fee,  a6  5 

When  I  the  holy  grave  furvey,  59 

When  on  a  fummer's  fultry  day,  S,z7 
When  the  fiirce  north  winds  with  his  airy 

forces,  319 

When  the  poor  leeper's  cafe  I  read,  200 
When  thou  my  righteous  Judge  faalt  come,  328 

When  with  my  mind  devoutly  prefs'd,  168 

Where  is  my  God,  does  he  retire,  64 

Where  fiiali  we  finners  hide  our  heads,  70 

Wherewith  O  Lord  Ihall  I  draw  near,  ^;^ 

While  I  to  grief  my  foul  gave  way,  208 

While  on  the  verge  of  life  I  {land,  289 

Who  fiiall  condemn  to  endlefs  flames,  36 

Vv'^hy  do  we  mou''n  departing  friends,  "  291 

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Why  fhould  this  earth  delight  us  (o. 

329 

Why  finks  my  weak  defponding  mind, 

109 

With  dying  want  the  fmner  cries, 

200 

With  fiery  ferpents  greatly  pain'd, 

^?,3 

With  holy  zeal  and  Chriftlan  grace, 

229 

With  humble  heart  and  tongue, 

214 

With  kind  compaffion  hear  my  cry, 

131 

With  thee  great  God  the  (lores  of  light, 

256 

World  adieu,  thou  real  cheat, 

344 

YE  glittering  toys  of  earth  adieu, 

83 

Ye  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 

212 

Ye  fons  of  men  with  joy  record, 

15 

Ye  wretched  hungry  ftarving  poor, 

270 

Ye  worlds  of  light  that  roil  lo  near. 

74 

Yonder  amazing  fight  I  fee. 

57 

ZEAL  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame, 

i9i 

A  TABLE  OF  TEXTS  of  SCRIPTURE, 

Hymn 

Hymn 

Genefi-s, 

Joftua. 

Ui.           -           -           -       27 

xyJv.   IS 

213 

V.  24.         -         -         P3 

Judges. 

xviii.   19.            -         212 

xvi.  20 

109 

xxii.    14.            -            94 

I  Samuel. 

Exodus. 

XXX.  6 

13* 

xxxiv.  6—8.         -       iz 

I  Kings. 

Leviticus.  * 

iii.   5          -          lie 

),  III 

viU.   7—9             -         95 

I  Chronicles. 

Numbers. 

xvii.    16,   r  7 

11% 

XX!.  4         -         -      206 

Either. 

xxiii.    10            -           96 

iv.   16 

i04 

Deuteronomy. 

Job. 

-vL  4           -           -           I 

iii.   17 

379 

Yiii.^             -             229 

xxiii.   3,  4 

80 

xxxiii.   25           -           97 

xxix.  3, 

14* 

27           -            JJ 

T 

ABLE.                [- 

-347 

Hymn 

Hymn 

PCalms. 

Ixili.   7 

8 

ii.  8 

Z5I 

Jeremiah. 

iv.   4 

184 

iii.    15 

341 

—  6 

Z4b 

viii.   22. 

-        lOI 

vi. 

161 

xvii.  5—8 

147 

xlx. 

49 

— -  9  ,       - 

29 

xxiii. 

277 

Ezekiel. 

xxiv.    7 

71 

ix.  4—6 

347 

XXXJV. 

175 

xvi.  6^ 

120 

xxxvii.  4 

14S     xxxvi.  as— iS 

-     121 

xxxix. 

353     37 

104 

xlv.   3-5 
xlvi.    10 

5Z      xxxvii.   3 

-     ^44 

185                    Daniel. 

Xlviii.    14 

S84      V.   5,  ^       - 

186 

li.    II 

loS      —  :i7 

168 

Ixv.    II 

314                      Micah. 

Ixxxvii.   5 
Ixxxix.   1 

343      vi.  6-8 

9                  Habakkuk 

6i 

xc. 

3      iii.    17,   18          I 

76,  283 

xcvii. 

&9                      H-Sgai. 

98 

ci'.   z5— 28 

13      ii.   7 

cvi.  4,  5 

291                  Zechariah 

cvii. 

22      xiii.   I       .   - 

45,  4<i 

—    31 

14                 Matthew. 

cxviii.    18,    19 

35 1      V.  z-ii 

302 

cxix.   9 

206     —  44 

I5i 

—    105 

48      vi.   6 

211 

-—   117 

85      -  10 

245 

--   136,   158 

-      103      -  33 

297 

cxxxix. 

-        5 

viii.  2,   3            - 

IZZ 

.    187 

Provevbs. 

xiii.    37—42' 

viii.    17 

--'.63 

—  39 

313 

--  34,  35 

il4 

—  4^ 

100 

Solomon's  Song. 

XV.    19 

29 

i.   3         - 

Ifaiah. 

98 

xvi.   26 

249 

x;x.  16—22,    - 

265 

i.   18 

55 

xxiv.  44. 

36i 

VIM.    13 

10 

XXV.   34 

374 

xxiv.   i3— ZO 

-        36£ 

—  41 

-      373 

XXXV.    lo 

134 

\.      XKvi.   26—29 

333 

Ki.  6—8 

31.2 

—  41 

,    209 

xliv.  23 

5? 

Mark. 

Iv.  I 

i3^ 

.      vik.   34 

•     166 

348H 


TABLE, 


--  36       - 

ix.   i4 
X.  21 

—  47,  48 
xi.   20 

Luke. 
»•   74,  75 
iv.   18,   19 
vu.  47 
ix.   23 
y-   21,  %% 

—  38-4Z 
Xii.    16— J I 

—  32 
xiii.   23 
xiv.  22 
XV.   11—24 

—  3i 
xviii,   1—7 
--  18—23 
xix.  41 
xxi.    19 
xxiii.   34 

John, 
i.   3-14 

—  12 

—  14 
iii.    14 

—  \6 
V.  2-4 
vi.   20 

—  67—69 
Xii.    32 
xiii.    7 

—  15 
xiv.  6       - 

—  16,  x-j 

AOs. 
ix.  6 
xvS.  30 

Romans. 
».   1(5  -         - 

Vil.    19 


nyin 

n 

Hymn 

249 

182 
265 

viii.   14 

105 

"-  33-39           -        40 

I  Corinthians. 

188 

vi.    ISf 

189 

IP3 

xiii.    1—3 

»53 

XV.    56 

^8? 

345 
6(> 

■-  57             -             359 
2  Corinthians. 

78 
166 

iv.    18 
vi.    17,   18 

351 
223 

300 

xii.  9 

215 

1P4 

Gallatians. 

IP5 

iii.   28       - 

iSl 

134 

vi.   14 

32P 

2  39 

E£hcfUns. 

335 

i.   3,  &c. 

41 

247 
65 

u.  5 
-  18 

54 

X 

196 

iii.  p,    10 

33 

265 

iv.    15,    16 

183 

243 

Vi.    13-17 

284 

154 

PhUlippians. 

152 

i.   23 

358 

u.  8,  9 

73 

33 

iv,  4 

7* 

19 

-  8 

167 

382 

—  II 

216 

43 

Colloffians. 

331 

5.   16 

53 
78 

IPS 

il.    15 

17S 

I  Theffaloaians. 

199 

iv.   14 

3S0 

67 

I  Timothy. 

24 

i.  II         -         / 

39 

99 

Jkbrews. 

i46 

iv.  9 

3^4 

107 

vid.   25 

74 

ix.  27 

354 

200      X.  39 

61 

es    xii.  2 

217 

-  5-1 1 

218 

61    xia.  17 

34* 

»3P  1 

INDEX.                  [- 

-349 

Hyrnn 

Hy.nii 

i  Peter. 

Jiide. 

1.  4-                -              -07 

verfcs  Z4,  zs 

210 

I   John, 

Revelation. 

il.    1         -         -            77 

i.    17,   13 

r,8 

iii.    I         -         -           7P 

ui.   7—13 

ii9 

V.  6         -         -          337 

XX.     II 

?7a 

—  ii              -             i8p 

xx;.  6 

3.^3 

x:vii.    1 5 

83 

INDEX     Of     SUBJECTS. 

iV.   ^,    Tke Jtrures poitii  to  ths  Lymns. 

ADOPTION,  79. 

An'iRicns,  benefit  of  ai8:  longing  for  the  di- 
vine prefence  in,  8o- 
Af:tr.JiQn  of  Chrift,  69,  71,  IJO,  IJl,  223,  zSj, 
AJJurancey  prayer  for,   214 
Atonement  and  San.fliiication,  3?. 
Autumn^  or  the  harvefl  the  tud  of  the  worlJ,: :  \ 
Backslides,  his  return,   lOi. 
Bachjl diiig^  and  returning,   ■;S6. 
Baptifm,  hymns  for,  3^5 — 3:7. 
Barrennefi  and  indweliil)^  un,    12;?. 
Beatitudes,    302. 
Brethren,  Welcome  to,  IC9. 
CaRisT,  Aaron  a  type  of  95  ;  acceptance  thro' 
^46  ;   a  covert  from  the  heat  282  ;   a  fountain 
for  fmners  45.  46  ;  an  H^vocate  77  ;  a  refuge  Jh 
temptation  192;  chafiiied  for  us  328  ;  confi- 
dence in  the  power  cf  86  ;  crowned  Lord  of  all 
%j  ;  eternal  life  in  199;   healing  morcy  in  9:  *, 
h»s  afcenfion  6^,  71,  130,  131,  2,28    285  :  his 
cili  to  his  eleifl  223  ;'  his  characier  from  fcrip- 
ture  mc'aphors  303  ;  his    compafTiocate  tears 
2.43  ;  his  death  19,  68.  zSs,  }i^;  his  divinity 
^i\   hisfu'ntfs  75  ;  his  gofpel  s6  ;  his  humil- 
iuticn,  exaitiilion  aud   trit'.mpii  73,  338  •  hi.4 


350~]  INDEX. 

incarnation  3  j,  285,  382;  his  infancy  38  ;  hi 
interceffion   74,285,    339;  his  kingdom  7a 
his  love  1 49;   his  merit  81  ;  his  miniftry  66, 
his  nativity  3S8,  389;  hispritfthcod  n8 
refurreaion59,  69,70,228,   285,  ^y^,  2>lL 
^83  ;  his  fcriptiiral  names  and  titlfs  304,  3C5J 
ills   fcvercign   call   289  ;    his   fufferingtf  47 j 
his   vid^ory    394  ;    looking    to    him   43,  4^ 
163  ;  love  to  138, 179;  on  the  tree  29Z  ',  c' 
example  99.  152,  217;  praife  to   227,  234II 
reigning  334  ;  revealed  to  a  condemned  finner 
128;  keeping  in   380;  the   bfft   friend    231; 
the  bright  and  morning  flar  88  ;  the  chriftian's 
refcrt  under  difficulties  206,   219;  tlie  chril- 
tian's  fuiTiciency  102;  the  defire  of  all  liaticns 
98  :  the  good  phyfician  44,  101  ;  the  head  of 
the  cliurch  183  ;  the  only  lavlour  31  ;  the  pearl 
cf  great  price  100  ;  the  refuge  of  the  church 
76  ;  the  Ihepherd  of  his  people  277  ;  the  way 
to  Canaan  119  ;  truft  in  158. 
Chrif/ian,   complaining  of  rema-icJng  fin  139; 
defiring  a  return  of  b'ght  142 ;  dying  396  ; 
doubting  14P;  hidden  hfe  of  241  ;  his  ar- 
mour 284  ;  his  fortitude  116  ;  his  love  151 ; 
his  requefl  208;     his  refolution   213;    his 
warfare    191 ;  in  darknefs  143;    pafliiig  to 
glory  172. 
Chrijlians^  ar.d  hypocrJies  1 87  ;  endangered  by 
the  world   124;  longing  for    heaven   190  ; 
the  fonsof  God  79.  See  S.nnts. 

Church,  adma-flion  to  278  :  Chriftits  head  183  ; 
Chrift  the  refuge  of  76  ;  its  future  increafe 
251. 
Comforts,  true  and  falfe  236- 
Cvr/irericcy  hymn  for  258  ;  welcome  to  259, 
Contentment,  2i6;  aud  patience  217. 
Cowvert.  '!']()  ;  new  buoibkd   23i  ;  young  m 


INDEX.  t~55i 

Creation,  old  and  new  aii,  290;  proves  the 
being  and  perfedlions  of  God  i6. 

Creatures,  mutability  of  1.3. 

Grofs,  folder  of  83  ;  of  Chrift  attradlLon  of  67; 
praifing  at  90  ;  ftrength  from  a  view 
of  350. 

Darkness,  lamented  143, 

Deaih,  and  heaven  173  ;  appointed  to  all  354; 
conquered  by  Chrill  379;  of  a  chriftian, 
view  of  delightful  363  ;  of  Chrift  ^f),  6%^ 
*S>,  334;  preparation  for  362;  the  Chrif- 
tian's  paffage  to  g'-j-ry  172;  the  moment- of 
173;  thoughts  on  1 9. 

Decleiifion,  lamented  256. 

Decrees^  of  God  6. 

Dedication,  of  a  place  of  worfuip,  hymn  for  5  43, 

Dsligkt,  in  God  148. 

Defpair,  prevented  177, 

Doubts,  relieved  288. 

Electing  and  fandtifying  grace— 41- 

Election,  40. 

Eternal,  Sabbath  324, 

E'-jening.  hymns  for  318 — 320, 

Exaltaticn,  of  Chrift  73,  87. 

Faith,  and  fan»5liiication  226  ;  and  unbelief 
18 a  ;  connected  with  falvarion  61  ;  conqer- 
ing  125;  in  the  power  and  grace  of  Chrill 
86  ;  its  review  and  expedlation  II2  ;  living 
and  dead  238  ;  powe^of  114;  fuperior  to 
Tenfs  126. 

Fall.,  of  man  its  efFeAs  lamented  27,  103. 

Family,  prayer,  212. 

Fareively  to  fm  and  the  world  ajo ;  to  tfef? 
body  173. 

Faji,  hymns  for  346,  347. 

Fear,  removed  by  Gwl'9  prefence  178. 

Firgi'vnefs^   78. 


35i— ]  INDEX. 

Forms,  vain  without  religion  242, 

Forfakcn,  yet  hoping  392. 

Funeral,  hymns  for  356,  357,  364,  397- 

God,  above  idols  89  ;  delight  in  148  ;  exalted 
above  all  praife  ii  ;  glorious  in  the  falvation 
of  finners  57  ;  his  anfwer  to  a  ccmplaining 
finner  170;  his  covenant  381  ;  his  domin- 
ion and  decrees  6  \  his  eternity  3  ;  his  good- 
nei's  14,  230,  331;  his  holinefs  10;  his 
UTimutability  13  ;  his  infinity  4  ;  his  juftice 
430  ;  his  majeihy  and  perfections  azj  ;  his 
mercy  9,  120,  331;  his  name  proclaimed 
\^  ;  his  omnipreience  5  ;  his  omnifcience  5, 
i8;  his  people's  refuge  si)d  fupport  15; 
his  perftdtiwns  harmonious  33,  %%s  \  his  pre- 

fence  longed  for  80,  181 , removes  fear 

i  78  ;- reflored  311 ; withdrawn 

310  ;  his  unity  i;  his  wildomunfearchable  7; 
Gurs  forever  384  ;  reafoning  with  men  $^  ; 
fight  of  in  heaven  173  ;  tliouglus  ©n  19  ; 
truft  in  175,  176,  i77j  283  ;  walking  with 
him  93  ;  will  provide  94. 

G.^i/,  and  law  31;  glorious  39:  its  atone- 
nunt  and  faHcftification  337  ;  its  power  and 
divinity  240;  its  priviliges  260  ;  jubilee  37  ; 
of  Chnft  36  ;  prayer  for  the  fpread  of  145  ; 
fuited  to  aii  wants  117. 

Grace,  efficacious  52  ;  eleding  and  fanAifying 
41 ;  in  anfwer  t&  f^yer  I2i  ;  its  fufficiency 
aij  ;  prayer  for  m,  2ys,  192,  3O1 ;  pro- 
portioned to  our  need  97  ;  reigning  s3  ; 
falvation  by  54  ;  fovereignty  of  300  j  throne 
of  293. 
Craiity,zv.d  decency  136. 

Hardness,  of  heart  lamented  r29, 
Heart,  contrite  144  ;  evil  29  ;  its  hardnefb  1 19 ; 
pew  crested  6o- 


INDEX.  [-555 

Xeavtttt  aged  Chriftian  rejoicing  in  a  view  of 

a68;  entrance  into  173;  longed  for  171,  461, 
400,  269,  352;  proipecft  of  »8i  ;  fong  of 
defired  376,  377- 

Holinefs,  and  fin  30. 

Hope,  from  the  divine  perfections  13*  ;  rejoic- 
ing in  134. 

Hypocrites,  193;  and  Chriftians  187. 

Incarnatk)N,  of  Chrift  34,  285,  38a. 

Inconfancy,  bewailed  391, 

Intercejfton,  of  Chrift  74,   285,  339. 

Invitation,  to  finners  56,  115,  232 ;  to  the  gcfpel 
feaft  335  ;  to  youth  263. 

Jews,  prayer  for  253- 

Jry,  in  hope  134  ;  in  hope  of  hearen  157 ;  re- 
turn of  135. 

y^Jgrnenf,  and  youth  262 ;  ajftpointed  to  all  354 ; 
day  of  313.  368 375.  39^,  403. 

Lamb,  the  glor^'  to  385. 

Laiv,  and  gofjpcl  31. 

Life,  eternal  in  Chrift  199. 

Light,  breaking  into  the  foul  127  ;  defired  142  ; 
rcftoration  of,  prayed  for  159;  (hining  in 
darknefs  273. 

Lord s  fr.pper  inftituted  ^Z'^. 

Love,  Chriftian  151  ;  divine  91,  200;  eternal 
praifed  180;  redeeming  42,  149;  Aitx:rir>r 
to  all  attainn^.ents  153  ;  to  Chrift  preient  or 
abilnt  138  ;  to  enemies  ijz. 

Man,  by  nature,  grace  and  glory  233  ;  his  fall 
27,  103  ;  his  frailty  267,  312,  ^Si  \  his  mor- 
tality 3,  267. 

Mercy,  Bartimeus'  prayer  for  188  ;  pleaded  foy 
13  j  ;  prevailing  1 20 

Millennium,  prayer  for  25  2- 

yiijjionaries,  prayer  for  Z^S- 

Mornings  hymns  for  31  j — 317. 


3J4— 1  I  N  D  :E  X. 

Myjleries,  of  Pfovidencc  23  ;  to  be  explained 

24. 
Name,  of  God  proclaimed  12- 
Old  age  approaching  267. 
Ordination,  hymns  for  341,  342. 
Pardon,  and  fan^flification  84. 
Parting  hymn  150. 
Patience,  1$/^,  1$$- 

i*^«//,f/7/,  pleading  for  mercy  133.  161,  274  ;  re- 
turning 205,  274. 
Perfeverance^    85;   and  grace  2  20;    rewarded 

219. 
Pra'ife,  at  the  crofs  90  ;  for  redeeming  love  270  ; 

for  the  incarnation  34- 
Prayer^   and  watchfulnefs  209  ;  anfwfred  by 
crcfles  210  ;    exhortation    to    107;    family 
212  ;  for  aflurance  214;  for  Jews  2j3  ;  for 
mifiions2i5;  for  oppofers  of  experimental 
religion  254  ;  for  relief  from  fin  and  darknefs 
280;  for  reft  in  Chrlft   156  ;  for  the  Mil- 
lennium 25  2 ;  for  the  fpread  of  Chrift's  king- 
dom 245  ;  importunate  196  ;  Lord's  imitated 
276;  of  a  penitent    i6i;  of  the  fick  foul 
141;    procuring  grace  I2i;    fecret   2ti  ; 
waiting  in  198. 
Prtfumption,  and  defpair  271. 
PriejVjood,  of  Chrift,  its  excelltncy  118. 
Prodigal,  fon,  parable  of  447. 
Prcmifis^grtzt  and  precious  207- 
Prci^L/i/vfi?, equitable  and  kind  22;   myfceriet  of 

23  ; to  be  explain'  d  hereafrer  2  4 ;  fub- 

mifuon  to  185  ;  truft  in  2t,  25. 
Redeemer,  his  lovhig  kindnefs   8  ;  praife  to 

336. 
i?t>j'^.'»;/»//wr  manifeils  God's  love  33 i  ;  praife  for 

270 
Hegi.israiiof!,  221,  2  22,  2^0, 


INDEX.  [-3;5 

jRej»tc:ng:  In  a  revival  of  religion  ao2. 
Religion^  of  the  heart  174;  to  be  firft  attended 

to  297. 
Repentance y  64  ;   from  Chrift's  fufferings    3  40  ; 

God's  command  to  63 ;  of  the  Prodigal  65. 
Reproaches,  fortitude  uudcr  116. 
Refignat'ton,    1 64. 
Refol-ve,  the  fuccefsful  1O4, 
RefurreSiion,  the  happy  4O  Z. 
Refurreahn,  ©f  Chriil  59,  69,  70,  ZlS,  285,  332, 

334.  383;  profpe<a  of  365. 
Retirement,  and  meditation  184. 
Revival,  of  religion,  hoping  for  257;  rejoicing 

in  202. 
' Right eoufnffs,  human,  infufficient  62. 
Righteous,  their  trufl  147-     See   Chrlfiians  and 

Sabbath,  hymn  for,  321  —  321. 

Sacramental  hymns  3  2 8  — 3  4'^ 

Saints,  death  of  356 361  ;  in  the  wreck  of 

nature  369,      See  Chrifiam  and  Righteous, 
Salvation,  by   faith  6t  ;  by  grace  54  ;  dange^* 

of  miffing  239  ;  f'-ce.  invitation  to  232. 
'^anSrif cation,    and  atonement,   ^s  ;    and  faith 

226  ;  and  parden  84. 
Scriptures,  comfort  from  51  ;    of  knowledge 

audjoy4S;  fufilciencyandexceiler.ee   0150; 

ufefulnefs  of  49, 
Seifons,  of  the  year  314. 
Self-drnial,    1 66. 
Self-examination,   1 4 5. 
Sickncfs,  complaint  and  hone  In  350  :   general 

349;  praife  for  recovery  from  351  ;  reflec- 
tions in  348. 
Sin,  and  barrennefs  123  ;  and  holinefs -o ;  and 

mifery  conncifted  ^s66,   367;  bewailed   no; 

comf  ie^rf:  of  ?  7  2  ;  ha'' e'd  f-f  t9i :  o*igin:.i 


Z56—]  INDEX. 

28;  preffureof  113;  remaining  complained 
of  139. 
Sincerity,  167, 

Sinner,  awakened,  lamenting  his  fecurity  20  v 
departing    from   God  247,  part  i  ;    found 
wanting  16S  ;  God's  anfwer   to  him   170  ; 
humbled  going  to  Chrift  204  ;  lamenting  de- 
lay of  grace  169  ;  leprous  healed  122  ;  pre- 
pare to  meet  God  j68  ;  repenting  247,  part 
3;  fubmittmg  to  God  114;  trembling  186  ; 
under  convidion  2,47,  part  2. 
Sinners,  dead   quickened   244  ;  death  of  361  • 
expoftuiationwithj;;  In   the  wreck  of  na- 
ture 369  ;    invitation  to    56,  115  ;  praifing 
thefountain   of  Chrift  45,  46.  ^^Z  ;  favcd 
and  God  glorified  58. 
SluI,  burdened  praying  for  relief  160  ;  enlight- 
ened  127  ;  more  valuable  than  the  world  240 
i>/ri/,  dwelling   in  us  189;  experienced  107' 
mfluences  of  106  ;  intreated  not    to  depart 
ic8:  joy  in  201 ;  leadings  of   105  ;  prayer 
to  16,  17;  prayer    to  God  for  104  ;  with- 
drawn 1 09. 
spiritual  mindednefs  1 74. 
Spring,  hymn  for  311. 

Submijfion,  and   hope  165;    under    bereaving 
providences  i3j,  ^ 

Sujtrings,  of  Chrift  47.     See  Chriji. 
Summer,  hymn  for  31a. 
Temptaiion,  Chrift   a  refuge  in  192;  from 

the  world  287  ;  cf  Satan  271,  286, 
Tbanifgiving,  hymn  for  344,   345,  378. 
7tme,  fhortnefs  of  353. 
Tolling  bell ^   3J5, 

TrinHy,  doilrine  and  ufc  2  ;  hymn  to  306. 
"Trujl,  in  Chnil  158;  in  God  17s,  176,  177- 
o£  ihe  righteous  147.  '  ^     '  ^  ^77. 


INDEX.  [-357 

Trutl>,  and  fincerity  167. 

Vanitt,  of  Balaam's  wifli  96  ;  of  the  world 
146,  248,  299. 

Unbelief,  and  fa'th  i8a. 

Warning  to  flee  from  wrath  8z. 

Watchfulnefs^  and  prayer  209. 

Winter^  hymn  for  310. 

IVifdsm,  of  God,  fong  to  %o  ;  — — — unfearch- 
able  7 ;  waiting  for  224. 

Worksy  vain  without  love  153. 

fVorlJ,  crucified  to  it  329  ;  danger  of  194  ; 
parting  with  298  ;  vanity  of  146,  248,  299  ; 
end  of  40: ;  farewel  to  395- 

Worldl'tHv^  condemned  195. 

Worfhipy  beginning  of  294;  end  of  2,95,296; 
place  of  dedicated  343. 

Year,  new,  hymn  for  307 — 309 ;  feafons  of 
314  ;  clofe  of  399. 

Touth^  and  judgment  262  ;  lovely,  falling  fhort 
of  heaven  265;  pleading  for  309  ;  prayer  of 
266 :  the  accepted  time  a64 ;  their  en- 
couragement 263. 

Zeal,  true  and  falfe  237. 


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